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.

lot of power to pull you here like

gently opened up

work space, in order for a god to show their true self to someone, that is something that is beyond my powers and requires

“Consent?”

who would have the power to affect the

talking about

Cale truly

talk like we

“Ahem. Hem.”

God of Death looked away after seeing Cale’s

gods and some others. They are all pretty strict with

eyes

“Because of your merits.”

“The sealed god?”

the sealed god

speck of light. Cale looked into the black eyes that suited the name of death before

to come out into the world

“Yes. Thanks to you.”

finally leaned back on the chair. Pat, pat. His hand patted the back of the

I guess I did want to chat with you

was focused on the

trying to do? Do those shitheads have anything

as well ask since he was

me... have to

God of Death observed the sharp gaze on a

“...Huuuuuu.”

Death let out a deep sigh before closing his mouth for

on what

was at that

Crack!

the sound of something breaking and the light on the office

‘What the hell?’

office light turned back

“Ah, this is awkward.”

extremely awkward and pale as if his face had never looked healthy. Cale's eyebrows

a serious expression on his face as

I think there is a lot I need to repay you for everything you have done. Of course, there are many others I feel the same about as

Haaaa.”

as he let out that short

intense emotion than fatigue visible in his

‘...Mm.’

looked like obsession or lunacy. The god must have noticed Cale’s expression as he calmed

even more specific...

Crack, crack.

odd noises before the

“Mm.”

breath. He

drag you into this so that

Tap, tap.

tapped the armrest again and opened

“...That’s quite honest.

Cale couldn't

God of Death had brought Kim Rok Soo to this world and transmigrated him into Cale Henituse’s body. As a result, Kim Rok Soo

also transported Choi Han

not a

did not

hide some things, but he did not

was turning even paler as he

is one thing I can clearly tell

flash. The flashing of the light was getting quicker. Crack. Crack. The sound

no thoughts about dragging you in from here on. I have no thoughts

what the God of Death was trying to

may get involved with me or

Death was

“...And-, mm.”

was about to say something else but closed his mouth for a

flowed

observed this before

lives. Why are there so many things you can’t say? The World Tree couldn’t tell me

He waved his hand to

“You can stop there.”

“Mm.”

his head. The sound echoing through the office

curled up in the

something

“Ah, yes.”

iffy at the fact that Cale was smirking without asking anything else,

the cintamani will be delivered to you

“Really?”

delivered

about how things were usually delivered to

been a while since I’ve seen

similar to Kim Rok

“Really?”

Click, click.

few times before scribbling

“Is everybody well?”

an extremely brusque tone without

Jung Gun

care about

is

paper. He waited for the God of Death to keep

One person.

one person left

I can

‘What?’

looked at the God of

and the item to replace

obvious reward since the cintamani was

The god chuckled.

be for you to meet with

Clap.

He lightly clapped.

the things I am about to say from here on because I received consent to tell you these

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

the hell is he

like a god on the outside but was completely nuts in every other aspect. The

“...How... strict.”

He then nonchalantly commented.

has

‘What?

did he

you look

at Cale’s expression before

is not a tribulator, umm, he is not a single-lifer. That is why he needs a

their past memories and

their memories, such as the White Star,

could not think about such information right

team leader... is going to... Be born in the world

of unexplainable emotions and

of the few people he had considered his family other than his parents. ‘I

Hyuk has earned some merits regarding this sealed

“...Merits?”

snap back to his senses, asked the god who calmly

been helping

gentle smile appeared on the god's

gave you Embrace. He gave his power to you. You were able to use that