Seoul Object Story

The late afternoon sunlight warmly bathed the path leading to the cemetery park.

The detective walked slowly, admiring the peaceful surroundings.

Today's case was a search for a missing person who had vanished long ago.

Compared to the things he had dealt with, this was a rather trivial task, but to him, such simple yet necessary cases were rather refreshing.

Moreover, finding something was his specialty.

After finishing the assignment and parting ways with his juniors, he hurried toward the meeting place.

Though he couldn’t explain why, he had a strong intuition that it was a place he had to visit alone.

[Hehe.]

A sudden burst of laughter filled with an unusual energy broke his train of thought.

The detective lowered his head, and there, standing with a cheerful expression, was the Lamp Reaper.

The smile on the small face seemed as though it possessed all the happiness in the world.

‘He sure looks in a good mood lately,’ the detective thought to himself.

The Lamp Reaper was already known for his bright personality, but recently, it seemed to have intensified. His constant smiling throughout the day was becoming worrisome.

Unable to resist his curiosity, the detective had asked several times, but the Lamp Reaper only responded with a mysterious laugh and meaningless energy waves.

'[Human, now we’ll truly be together forever.]'

Well, that was actually true.

The detective and the Lamp Reaper were always connected by chains, so they couldn’t physically be apart.

However, it felt like there was something more hidden behind the energy waves, something different from the usual.

A sudden, eerie feeling washed over him as though he had stepped into an inescapable trap, and he shivered.

“Watson, why are you always laughing?” the detective asked.

[Hehe.]

But the Lamp Reaper just covered his mouth like it was a secret, giggling.

Not long ago, the detective had realized there were more Lamp Reapers than he initially thought, and had given the one before him the name "Watson."