Seoul Object Story

The police looked a little relieved when the researcher who wore a helmet said he would report to the Object Association. No matter how slow the Association, the police thought they wouldn’t be able to dilly dally when the case had become such a hot topic like this one.

“We’ll stay here, you can investigate the scene as much as you want.”

The police waved their arms around the scene, leaving behind the murder scene with no evidence, and walked toward a chair in the corner. The researchers bowed as if to say thank you and began to examine the scene again. Aside from the body and bloodstains, there was not a single clue, not even a single footprint.

As the researcher moved the mind corruption measuring device around the scene, he came to know that the mind corruption level around the place fluctuated wildly. The needle on the device slowly pointed to the high value as they approached the direction where the body had been.

The scene where the murder had occurred had strong traces of mind corruption that distorted people’s perceptions. Now it seemed almost certain that there was an Object that caused mind corruption in Mapo-gu.

Of course, it wasn’t as severe as the meter showed. The needle on the meter pointed to the red area which was marked as a Danger level, but this value was something that came out because of the Object that kept chasing the researcher.

When he glanced back, he could see the Golden Reaper hiding in the corner of the alley, only its face sticking out from the alley. It had an excited expression, as if it was playing a prank.

When the Golden Reaper and the researcher made eye contact, the Golden Reaper was startled and hid in the alley. It seemed too kind to be an Object that caused serious mind corruption. In truth, it was a good kid. That kid was so kind that he couldn’t see it as an Object that naturally had ill intentions toward humans.

One piece of evidence was the subtle distance between the Golden Reaper and the researcher. They were close, but the Golden Reaper was maintaining a distance that wouldn’t damage his helmet.

Except for the first time, he met the Golden Reaper and the moment the researcher jumped off the building, the distance was always like this. It was as if it was expressing with its whole body that it would never do anything the researcher disliked.

The Golden Reaper slowly peeked out from the alley with an expression that said, ‘He must have turned his gaze elsewhere by now, right?’ Then, when it found the researcher still looking at it, it flinched. It covered its eyes with both hands and hid back in the alley.

“Haha.”

The researcher laughed softly inside his helmet at the childlike appearance that was truly full of affection. Even though the helmet was functioning normally, it was an action that made him think, ‘Isn’t the Golden Reaper harmless?’

Still, the researcher had no intention of getting close to the Golden Reaper. There weren’t many, but there were quite a few cruel Objects in this world that were friendly to humans but actually made those around them miserable.

He had never heard of an Object that was friendly to humans and that too beneficial to humans. If he kept ignoring them like this, the Golden Reaper would give up and go back.

While thinking so, the researcher continued his on-site investigation.