Seoul Object Story

In the late afternoon, warm sunlight streamed through the apartment window, gently enveloping the living room.

Lying sprawled out on the floor in the house where Yerin had left, I basked in the warmth.

Perhaps because I was lying motionless with my eyes closed, the Mini Grim Reapers, who had been cautiously watching, began to approach one by one.

Quietly, they snuck up, making sure to make no sound.

Finally, when they reached my side, they attached themselves to me with happy expressions.

Worried I might wake up, they slowly and carefully crawled over me, settling down comfortably.

'So soft.'

'Warm…'

'Hehe, it's mom.'

The Mini Grim Reapers’ murmurs of determination reached my ears.

I had turned the Golden Horn Grim Reaper, who had falsely accused me of being ‘mom,’ into ‘mom’ instead.

'No way!'

'Mom…'

Five Golden Horn Grim Reapers fell into the trap of pretending to sleep like 'mom.’

Hehe.

After creating a tower with the Golden Horn Grim Reapers who had become ‘mom,’ I laid back down under the sunlight, turning my gaze only toward the living room table.

On the table, the Saintess Doll was sitting quietly.

There was a book open before her, and she was intently reading it.

Hehe.

Seeing this, I couldn’t help but smile slightly.

The Saintess Doll reading a book was a reflection of how Yerin’s plan for proxy work had already failed before it even started.

Perhaps because she had lived in China, the Saintess Doll didn’t know Korean, not even Hangul.

How could Yerin have sent her for proxy work when she didn’t even know Korean, despite her appearance being identical?

It would have been discovered immediately.