Seoul Object Story

At the violet-haired girl’s mansion, dining hall.

The dining hall, where I had breakfast with my beloved human, was as splendid as ever.

Chandeliers adorned with countless jewels emitted a soft glow from the ceiling, and the gold-trimmed wallpaper shimmered, reflecting the light.

But to the Golden Grim Reaper, that brilliance seemed hollow.

The once-bustling dining hall, where countless Agwis scurried about serving meals, was now as silent as an abandoned ballroom.

On the massive dining table, only the Golden Grim Reaper sat, looking glum.

‘Human…’

The Golden Grim Reaper sat at the table, letting out a silent sigh.

After every breakfast, the girl would be led away by the Agwis to take a bath.

And each time, she would say, “It’s embarrassing, so wait here,” and not bring the Golden Grim Reaper along.

Instead, she left behind an abundance of delicious snacks, but that only made the Golden Grim Reaper feel lonelier.

Snacks eaten without my beloved human weren’t meaningful.

The table was piled with colorful macarons, hot chocolate in porcelain cups, and homemade cookies.

But none of it appealed to the Golden Grim Reaper.

Strangely, the snacks in this mansion, including those from the Mini Grim Reaper garden, were even less flavorful than ordinary snacks.

They felt more like decorations than real food.

Despite being incredibly elaborate and having a sweet scent, there was something odd about them.

Looking up, the Golden Grim Reaper noticed a massive stone slab on the dining hall wall.

It was a rough stone that didn’t fit at all with the grandeur of the dining room.

The edges were uneven, as though someone had struck it with a hammer, and there were signs of it being cracked in places.

This was the stone slab with the "rules" that the violet-haired girl checked every morning.