Trash of the Count's Family

TCF 774

# I'm going to rest now? (1)

“Mm.”

He felt something chilly on his cheek.

Cale slightly tossed and turned after feeling the cool thing on his cheek.

‘...Toss and turn?’

Cale’s mind woke right up.

The last thing he remembered...

Both of his cheeks were slapped by the God of Death’s divine item.

‘And then I fainted.’

He had fainted but he was seated with his face down on a table?

“Fuck.”

‘I'm dreaming.’

Cale realized that he was still unconscious and that this was either his dream or his subconscious.

“I guess you're finally up.”

Tap.

Cale heard a familiar voice before he heard something being placed next to him.

“...Ha.”

Cale let out a short sigh before opening his eyes. He slowly raised his body to see that his cheek had been on the glass tabletop.

He raised his head to see a typical office setting. It was quite similar to an office Cale had seen in a drama when he was still Kim Rok Soo.

There were cabinets and all sorts of office equipment you would normally see in a company office. However, there were only two desk in here; the one Cale was seated at and the slightly bigger desk opposite Cale that seemed to be for a superior.

‘I can’t see outside.’

All windows had black curtains closed so that he could not look out.

Cale looked down.

He could smell a sweet fragrance coming from the mug.

This was obviously hot cocoa.

Cale looked up again and turned to the side. His mouth opened and a casual voice flowed out.

“God?”

The owner of the familiar voice, the God of Death, gently shrugged his shoulders.

“You’re talking so informally to me.”

He then nodded his head as if he understood.

“I guess you have no reason to speak nicely to me.”

Cale looked up at the person standing next to him and looking down at him before starting to speak.

“This is unexpected.”

His eyes slowly took in the God of Death's appearance.

“Is this your true appearance?”

“What?”

The God of Death chuckled. He mischievously responded to Cale, who was looking at him as if this truly was unexpected.

“This is how I look when I work. Did you expect something extremely holy or whatnot?”

“...No.”

Cale seemed very shocked as he was unable to hide his emotions as he responded.

“You look more normal than I expected.”

The God of Death looked at Cale as if he was at a loss of words. However, Cale didn't care about his gaze at all and openly observed the God of Death.

The man in front of him was over 190cm tall and was wearing a sweater and khakis that made Cale think of Earth. The God of Death’s white hair, bronze skin, muscular body and black eyes seemed truly... It seemed oh so very...

“...Your complexion is so good.”

Very healthy.

The God of Death’s complexion was so good that it looked as if he had gotten a basket of herbal medicine and drank it all himself.

“...You look good.”

As Cale started to frown and his gaze turned so sharp and vicious as he glared at the God of Death...

“R, really? Haha-”

The God of Death started laughing. The flaky voice Cale had heard until now could be heard in that laugh. Cale blankly watched before nonchalantly commenting.

“Is that your real voice?”

His eyes headed toward the God of Death’s neck. There was a black light that appeared around the neck area whenever the God of Death talked.

"Ah, right.”

The God of Death approached the empty desk and put his hand on a device on top of it.

Click.

The device made a noise as it turned off and the God of Death reached for the chair.

Clunk.

The God of Death pulled the chair from the other desk and sat down near Cale.

“I called you for a moment since I wanted to chat.”

“...This is your real voice.”

The voice that had been a slightly high tone instantly became low. The voice was more cold than heavy, similar to this domain.

The God of Death peeked at Cale and cautiously asked at that point.

"So, what do you think? Any thoughts about being a Saint?”

Cale looked stupefied.

“Like hell I would.”

“O, okay.”

The God of Death avoided Cale’s gaze after forget respectful, Cale spoke extremely disrespectfully to him. Cale didn’t care and just said what he wanted to say.

“But you never called me to this kind of place until now. Why did you call me here today? You always just said whatever the hell you wanted.”

The God of Death smiled awkwardly at Cale’s tone that sounded vicious because he was so calm.

a lot of power to pull

opened

god to show their true self to someone,

“Consent?”

who would have the power to affect the

you talking about other

Cale truly

like

“Ahem. Hem.”

away after seeing Cale’s calm

others. They are all pretty strict

god’s calm eyes

“Because of your merits.”

“The sealed god?”

We were able to seal the sealed

speck of light. Cale looked into the

sealed god unable to come out into

“Yes. Thanks to you.”

Pat, pat. His hand patted the

I guess I did want to chat with you

was focused on the God of

the hell are they trying to do? Do those shitheads have anything to do with

as well ask since he was meeting with

around me... have to

God of Death observed the sharp gaze on a

“...Huuuuuu.”

let out a deep sigh before closing his

depends on

was at

Crack!

the sound of something breaking and the

‘What the hell?’

office light turned back on just as

“Ah, this is awkward.”

awkward and pale as if his face had never looked healthy. Cale's eyebrows slightly rose up at

with a serious expression on his face as if he had made up his mind about

with you... Cale Henituse. I want to help you. That is the truth. I think there is a lot I need to repay you for everything you have done. Of course, there are many others I feel

Haaaa.”

looked extremely tired as he let out that

more intense emotion than fatigue visible in

‘...Mm.’

lunacy. The god must have noticed Cale’s expression as he calmed down and

to be even more specific... I hate the

Crack, crack.

before

“Mm.”

took a breath. He then looked back at Cale

part of me wants to drag you into this so

Tap, tap.

again and

“...That’s quite honest.

Cale couldn't help but

Kim Rok Soo to this world and transmigrated him into Cale Henituse’s body. As a result, Kim Rok Soo was able to live a new life as Cale in

god had also transported Choi Han

not a good

he did not

did hide some things, but he did

was turning even paler

thing I can

was getting quicker. Crack. Crack. The sound of something

no thoughts about dragging you in from here on. I

finally understood what the God of Death was

that someone or something other than you may get involved with me or those around me to drag us

was giving Cale

“...And-, mm.”

say something else but closed his mouth

flowed out

observed this before

many things you can’t say? The World Tree couldn’t

with annoyance. He waved his hand

“You can stop there.”

“Mm.”

head. The sound echoing through the office and the flickering lights all

corners of Cale’s lips curled up in the

have something to give

“Ah, yes.”

God of Death felt iffy at the fact that Cale was smirking without asking anything else, but he decided to answer

replace the cintamani will be delivered to

“Really?”

delivered

thought about how things were usually delivered to him

a while since I’ve seen a

place is similar to Kim Rok Soo’s world. I prefer it

“Really?”

Click, click.

a few times before

“Is everybody well?”

of Death smiled bitterly at the question Cale asked in an extremely brusque tone without even looking at him. His eyes were full of

Gun

care

Soo is living well

paper. He waited for the God of Death to

One person.

was still one person left to

can give you

‘What?’

the God of

meeting and the item to replace the cintamani weren’t my

replace the cintamani is an obvious reward since the cintamani

The god chuckled.

it be for you to meet with me? You couldn’t even get any proper

Clap.

He lightly clapped.

listen to the things I am about to say from here on because I received consent to tell you these things. Maybe it might be a reward to you and

was unable to speak again and stuttered a few times before shaking his head

hell is

the God of Death who looked like a god on the outside but was completely nuts in every other aspect. The God of Death let

“...How... strict.”

He then nonchalantly commented.

Soo Hyuk has reincarnated into your

‘What?

did he just

do you look

at Cale’s expression before continuing

Hyuk is not a tribulator, umm, he is not a

their past memories and are reborn into new bodies to make a

memories, such as the White Star, are

could not think

Be born in the world

and thoughts were

the few people he had considered his family other than his

earned some merits regarding this sealed god

“...Merits?”

barely managed to snap back to

been helping me with things. Most

gentle smile appeared

you. You were able to use that power