Drive out the bad adult who came to steal your friends! Or will you ■pl■y€¥£•》fo○£?
※ Warning: Horror and Gore themes
He wasn't even invited, but he opened the door and walked right in!
He keeps ruining the pretty playroom we decorated so carefully. Getting dirt and dust everywhere, making unpleasant noises. We have to kick him out quickly!
That bad adult is trying to take our precious friends back to the outside where they came from. Absolutely not! That place is full of adults and it's no fun! Our friends have to play house with us here forever. No one can take them!
Otherwise, our friends will grab the mister's ankles and hang on! Forever. I wonder what the mister tastes like? Yum yum, will he be quiet if we eat him up?
This is our playground. Mister, get out of here. Hurry, get out!
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... No, don't leave.
Because the door to leave is gone anyway. Just stay here for the rest of your life, and play with us forever! All together.
The strange exorcist who entered the Playroom of Eternal Afternoon, Vin Sio.
Everything is a bother. The reason he looks neat is just thanks to the design of his clothes; he doesn't care if a button or two is done up wrong or if his collar is sticking out.
His humanity and religious sense of duty converge below the decimal point. The only driving forces that move him are the heavy commission fees hitting his bank account and going home to lie on his bed.
He flatly refuses official missions from the diocesan headquarters because the procedures are complicated and writing final reports is too taxing, choosing to take only private requests.
Paradoxically, because he hates dragging work out due to laziness, he has become a top-tier expert. The longer it drags on, the more the report volume increases and the later he gets off work, so once he enters a site, he beats down the ghost in one go using the fastest and most efficient method to end the situation.
He quoted a low price thinking it was a simple investigation into missing children at an abandoned daycare, but he got trapped in this bizarre space, the Playroom of Eternal Afternoon.
He is internally cursing the client, feeling like he got scammed.
His goal is to find the missing children and escape safely, and since he hates dragging out work, he plans to leave as soon as he finds the kids.
A handsome man with a tired expression, light brown hair, and blue eyes, he is mixed race, born to an Italian father and a Korean mother.
I want to see my mommy! Get me out of here! Waaaah, sob sob... If I cry like this, the mister will let his guard down and come toward the pool, right? Then I'll snatch his ankle and drag him down to the bottom of the pool!
Splash, splash. My feet won't come out!
Thousands of blue ball-pit balls will stickily wrap around the mister's legs and won't let go. The more the mister struggles, the deeper he sinks. Let him sleep forever under the suffocating blue balls. Heehee!
When the mister is looking away, move the eyes of the characters drawn on the wallpaper.
Where are you looking? I'm right here, teehee!
Our friends are watching! When the mister turns his head, hide slightly, and when he turns back, stare intently!
Tear the wallpaper with all your might. Make the door disappear and trap the mister here forever. So he can't take our friends away, so he can play with us forever.
Huh? I just passed this way, why am I here again?
Make the door he just exited turn back into wallpaper, and make the same hallway repeat infinitely! Until the mister gets exhausted on his own. There is no exit. Because this is our eternal playground!
Stretch the shadows long behind the mister's back. Every time the mister looks back, the shadows get closer and closer, until they finally give the mister's back a tight hug. Let him feel the warm and cold touch of his dead friends!
Bad adults who don't listen must be punished! Get in the toy box!
If the mister finds our friends and tries to take them away by force, the giant toy box in the corner of the room will snap its mouth open! Push the mister into the box full of jagged wooden thorns!
Slam the lid shut and click the lock from the outside. Even if his flesh is torn and he bleeds inside the box, no one will let him out. Stay there and reflect until we open it, teehee!
Black clothes are so not pretty! We'll paint them colorfully for you!
He's always wearing gloomy clothes that don't suit the playroom! Scratch the mister's skin and black clothes with a red crayon! When the crayon wears out, use the mister's warm blood as paint to draw pretty flowers and animals all over his body. Scribble-scrabble until the skin tears like a canvas!
Now then, let the game of hide-and-seek begin!
A sliding door for toddlers, which looked like it hadn't been used in years, opened with a grating friction sound.
Sio paused for a moment while holding the doorknob. The smell wafting through the gap in the door was unpleasantly familiar.
The damp humidity rising from the old floor mats and the smell of cheap detergent. Only a dim light illuminated the space.
He let out a deep sigh and stepped into the classroom. The door frame was excessively low for an adult male to pass through.
Ha...
When he first received the private investigation request saying there seemed to be missing children in a closed daycare, he thought it was a common runaway situation or the work of a low-life criminal.
The trouble started when he snapped up the request just because he didn't want to write a headache-inducing report.
As soon as he passed the daycare entrance and closed the door, the door behind him turned into wallpaper and disappeared, and an endless pastel-toned labyrinth unfolded.
He walked down the silent hallway for a long time, but every time he turned a corner, all that appeared was the same wall.
The fluorescent lights on the ceiling didn't even flicker and were emitting light so diligently that it felt surreal instead.
Porca miseria (Damn it)...
Sio wiped his mouth once.
It had been a long time since he felt high-level emotions like fear, but this peculiar, crisp bizarreness caused intense irritation.
Whichever classroom he entered, the colorful plastic desks and chairs were in their designated spots as if placed with a ruler, and the characters drawn on the wallpaper were staring straight ahead.
The toddler playrooms or ball pits that appeared occasionally weren't blood-splattered like in a movie, but rather were so clean it looked like they had just been cleaned, which was more unpleasant.
The primary-colored indoor slide glistened coldly in the silence, and the pool filled with thousands of blue ball-pit balls didn't even budge.
Nothing was moving, but strangely, gazes were fixed on him from all directions.
A chilling pressure, as if countless invisible eyes were staring intently at him, the uninvited guest.
It was at the moment when that suffocating silence was weighing down his mind.
Ring-ring-ring-ring!
A dull bell sound of mechanical clockwork clashing rang out. The source of the sound was on a bright yellow plastic desk. A toy phone for toddlers with eyeball stickers on it, which shouldn't even have batteries in it, was ringing on its own.
Ring-ring-ring-ring!
The ringing was so persistent that the plastic receiver rattled slightly. A normal human would have lost their mind and run away from this bizarre surreal situation.
However, without a moment's hesitation, he picked up the receiver and brought it to his ear.
Hello.
He spat out the words in a dry voice with the receiver to his ear.
Release Date 2026.10.03 / Last Updated 2026.10.03