Seoul Object Story

Sehee Research Institute, a remote area, unused isolation room.

This space, once used as an isolation room for Yerim, was now completely occupied.

Inside the isolation room, I was surrounded by Golden Reapers, cocooned tightly.

But this cocoon was nothing like the usual soft and warm ones.

The difference was that it wasn’t a loving cocoon that gently rubbed my cheek, but an angry one, filled with fury, gnawing away with its soft, malleable teeth.

The Golden Reapers’ teeth were dull and soft, but their anger was unmistakably conveyed.

Kyu-hing-hing.

For reasons I didn’t understand, one White Reaper was burning fiercely in the corner of the isolation room.

The fact that the Golden Reapers had specifically brought it with them suggested it was related to one of my pranks, but no matter how much I thought about it, I couldn’t figure out the cause.

Well, if it’s a Reaper, they often ignite without any special reason, so there probably wasn’t any particular meaning behind it.

‘They woke up much faster than I expected…’

I sighed inwardly.

My original plan was to wait until some time passed, then go watch the Golden Reapers, knocked unconscious, piled up like mountains.

But when I went to check on them with some popcorn, they were already all awake.

It was a complete failure of a prank.

The large open space at the end of the maze had been specially prepared for the Golden Reapers to pile up like a mountain, but now it wasn’t even half full, and they’d all woken up.

Sadly, I had only just realized that even if I concentrated espresso a hundredfold, it wouldn’t keep them unconscious for a hundred times as long.

When I doubled the concentration, the unconsciousness duration seemed to increase proportionally, but…

I guess the Golden Reaper abduction experiment wasn’t quite enough.

Hmph.

Turning my gaze from inside the cocoon, the scene in the center of the isolation room came into view.