Seoul Object Story

While I was staring at the Blue Girl in the small, cozy room, a Golden Reaper jumped out on my shoulder and jumped up. The Golden Reaper who I had asked to watch over the Garden of the Mini Reapers appeared and told me that the ‘Hungry Ghost Reaper’ had appeared in the garden.

As soon as I heard the news, I moved to the garden. As soon as I arrived at the garden that always gave off a sweet scent, I saw the Hungry Ghost Reaper lying down in the middle of a bunch of Golden Reapers.

The Golden Reapers were looking at the lying Hungry Ghost Reaper and bickered with each other, showing their different opinions. The subject of their discussion was whether or not to call the Hungry Ghost Reaper a ‘younger sibling’.

Since they looked alike and gave off a similar vibe, some Golden Reapers said that they had a ‘Giant Younger Sibling, Mk. II’ But since it had no firewood, some other Golden Reapers said that it wasn’t their younger sibling.

It was the cute bickering of the Golden Reapers who had two conflicting opinions.

Even I felt that the position of the Hungry Ghost Reaper was a bit ambiguous. Judging from its lack of firewood, it was clearly not a Mini Reaper, but it seemed like it had copied me and even copied my atmosphere and energy.

Since there was no clear answer to the subject of the discussion, the Golden Reapers’ ‘little brother debate’, which seemed like it would last a long time, ended sooner than expected.

Realizing that the problem could not be solved with their logic, the Golden Reapers sat in a circle, each chose a representative, and began to confront each other.

What were they trying to do? Would they have a rap battle on the topic of ‘What is a little brother?’?

However, contrary to my expectations, the representatives who faced each other started to fight, jumping up and down in place.

I laughed a little because they brought up a more manly way to resolve the argument than I thought.

Jab-! Jab-!

The always cheerful Golden Reapers threw a few punches with a serious expression while avoiding some punches that came their way.

The fierce fight, in which it wouldn’t be strange if either one won, ended with one of the Golden Reapers raising both hands and sending a will of, ‘Hurray!’

Their fight had a simple rule: one who landed three direct hits first was the winner. It was something that was probably made because of their physical immunity.

With such a point-based rule, I wondered, ‘Is it okay if there’s no referee?’, but after thinking about it carefully, I thought that it would be okay since the Golden Reapers were all honest kids.

When one side won, all the Golden Reapers stood up and jumped around happily.

Where did the difference between them go? Why did the atmosphere become festive all of a sudden?

Unfortunately for the Hungry Ghost Reaper, the winner was the representative of the ‘not sibling’ faction. So, the treatment the Hungry Ghost Reaper would receive was not as a sibling, but as a ‘snack.’

By the way, is it really a snack?

It’s so plump that it looked very similar to before it died.

Except for the disappearance of the Halo, it didn’t seem much different from the Hungry Ghost Reaper I had fought.

When Object was resurrected in the Garden of the Mini Reaper, their material usually changed to a candy or the like, their appearance would also change quite a bit, but the Hungry Ghost Reaper looked the same, white and soft, then and now.

The Hungry Ghost Reaper was lying down as if asleep, smiling contentedly. I waved my fist in the air and waited for the Hungry Ghost Reaper to wake up.

I would fulfill the wish I had before the Hungry Ghost Reaper died.

Punch the Hungry Ghost Reaper’s head like crazy!

It seemed like it would be refreshing to punch the guy who had the ability to make all my attacks keep missing, annoying me.

Flinch-!

The Hungry Ghost Reaper, who I had been waiting to wake up, slowly began to open its eyes. As soon as I saw the guy opening its eyes, I clenched my fist and swung it.

The revenge for hurting the Mini Reapers was a spoonful.

And for some reason, my desire to hit it was 99 spoonfuls.

Hihihihi!

I didn’t erase the smile that came to me and just hit the head of the Hungry Ghost Reaper which had small dot eyes.

And the Hungry Ghost Reaper’s head bounced back and forth every time my fist hit it.

This feeling is…

Coconut jelly!

The feeling of hitting jelly wasn’t as bad as I thought.

Pyong-! Pyong-!

The Hungry Ghost Reaper was so happy that it kept smiling even while getting hit.

When it fought, it seemed to be carrying all the hardships of the world, but now it looked like the happiest reaper in the world. No matter how much I hit it, it still looked happy, so it wasn’t fun.

It would be funnier if it cried like the white Hungry Ghost and made a resentful expression!

In the end, I stopped hitting it, hugged it tightly, and sucked its cheek.

But the Hungry Ghost Reaper just grinned as if it was happy being eaten.

What made it so happy?

I kept thinking while sucking on the chewy jelly, but I couldn’t figure out the answer.

Annoyingly, the coconut jelly was really delicious.