Seoul Object Story

The lack of TV noise made the isolation room in the Sehee Research Institute unusually quiet, unlike usual.

The soft light emitted by the Mini Reapers bathed the room in warmth, and I lay on the plush bed, rolling around, lost in deep thought.

Normally, I would have been happily waiting for the snacks Ye-rin brings, enjoying my time, but today, my mind was uneasy.

The reason was simple.

I hadn't solved the Black Giant's disappearance case.

Strangely, though I didn’t feel overly anxious, I considered this case a significant one.

From a rational perspective, the disappearance of such a powerful corpse of the Black Giant was an enormous issue.

Just the Black Giant itself was enough, and even considering it as one of my weapons, it was important.

Well, it was too ominous a feeling, so I hadn’t used it in recent times, but now that it was gone, I felt disappointed, as if my last trump card had vanished.

I had diligently searched the Mini Reaper Garden for the missing Black Giant, but in the end, I couldn’t find it.

Even though I searched much more thoroughly than when I had wandered around to fill the emptiness, it was all for nothing.

It seemed that it had gone outside the garden.

The problem was that Earth had become so vast it was too troublesome to search through.

‘Too much of a hassle.’

I lay back on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling.

The thought of searching that vast space... just thinking about it was a hassle.

Even if I searched it all, the likelihood of finding it was slim.

The massive presence of the Black Giant couldn’t just be hidden by being a little further away.

Yet, the fact that it couldn’t be found meant that the Black Giant was hiding in a space other than a typical one.

In other words, the Black Giant must be hiding in an isolated space like the Mini Reaper Garden or the Colorful Universe’s dome.

I briefly entertained the thought and checked inside the lead doll’s stomach through its ghostly state, but as expected, it was empty.

If the Black Giant had been swallowed, there would have been some kind of change—whether it became a super transcendent entity or gained much higher status.

But the lead doll was still as it always had been.

Lastly, I thought about splitting it open with spatial slicing, but I gave up after the Mini Reapers strongly opposed it.

Rolling around on the bed, I sighed silently.