Seoul Object Story

Even though the Black Reapers smiled with a bright expression, the will they conveyed to me was filled with deeply ingrained resentment. Because of that, the teeth that were cutely protruding like baby sharks seemed even sharper.

These guys should be seeing Yerin for the first time, why did they suddenly branding her as a traitor?

I send my will into the Black Reaper to get more information.

‘Traitor? Why are you calling her a traitor?’

Then the Black Reaper made a sad expression, sending a gloomy will to me.

Mom, did you forget again?

As I felt the Black Reaper’s will, the other Black Reapers that had melted into a puddle also crawled over and clung to my body.

Mom, are you still sick?

Kind Mom. You can’t be sick.

If you’re sick, you can eat us!

The Black Reapers patted my cheek with a sad face, saying that I would lose my memories if fell sick.

Then, the Black Reapers conveyed their will, saying that they would say what their mother had said to me.

That’s what mom said! All humans are traitors!

Mom said we should burn humans with firewood and cut off their tongues!

If we didn’t have enough firewood, mom told us to prick them with needles!

Some Black Reapers even changed their bodies into sharp, stake-like needles.

If the humans were pricked by those needles, they would probably die from excessive bleeding?

A lot of ominous words came out from the mouths of the good children.

Hey you, corpse in the black sphere, how did you educate these children?

A mother who ate her own children when she’s sick…?

Before this, I felt a sense of kinship with the corpse in the sphere, but now I felt distant from it.

This must not go on. Children must grow up to be good like the Golden Reapers.

I gathered the Black Reapers who had been wrongly educated and conveyed my will. I told them that humans were not traitors and that they should not be made to suffer.

They are not traitors?

We aren’t going to cut off their tongue?

If we don’t cut off their tongue, should we just kill them?

We have to cut off their tongue…

The Black Reapers tilted their heads and expressed their doubts, but in the end, the kids accepted what I said.

Truly, they’re really good kids.

By the way, was there a reason why they’re so obsessed with cutting off their tongues?

However, even when I asked them about that in detail, the Black Reapers just said ‘I don’t know.’ with bright faces. It seemed like the Black Reapers’ attitudes and resentments towards humans were all just things they had received from someone else.

After the reeducation was completed, the Black Reapers returned to their human forms and slowly approached Yerin.

I’m sorry…

Let’s play together…

Although Yerin couldn’t receive the Black Reaper’s will, she probably realized something just by them changing their attitude, so Yerin just smiled and hugged the Black Reaper. She held the new mini reaper in her arms and made a happy expression.

On the other hand, the Black Reapers were swept away by that wave of emotion. They also smiled happily and melted.

It’s warm.

I’m happy.

The Black Reapers turned into happy slimes.

Clap-! Clap-!

The Golden Reapers clapped their hands with emotional expressions as they watched.

It was a happy daily routine in the containment room.