This work`s title is inspired by the comic book "20th Century Boys".

When I was young, I was afraid to sleep alone, so I would place a robot by my bedside, believing it would protect me.

In 2026, I will be forty years old in Korean age.

Now, I have become an undeniable, full-fledged middle-aged man.

In the end, I have become a man whose neck and limbs have been cut off, leaving only bare bones behind.

However, my mental age still remains that of a boy.

My yellow blanket of attachment was thrown away by my mother, and I can no longer find it.

No matter how much I begged her to look for it, she only said she had thrown it away.

Even now, I still ask my mother to find my yellow blanket.

Like my yellow blanket that I can never find no matter how hard I try, my boyhood has long since passed.

Nevertheless, I still want to create another blanket of attachment, but I can’t bring myself to do it.

Because I am a grown man.

I always rubbed my yellow blanket against my shoulders, neck, and face until it wore out and tore apart.

My yellow blanket always made me feel safe.

As an adult, I developed a sense of deficiency.

My deficiency made others uncomfortable. So I became lonely.

Adulthood has been difficult. I have always longed for my yellow blanket.

Even now, I wish my yellow blanket would come back to me.

I am still searching for it.

I hope that someday I will find my yellow blanket, which I can never seem to find.

Now that I am a grown man, I feel even less at ease.

I desperately miss my yellow blanket.

That is why I like yellow towels.