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.

needed to use a lot

opened

god to show their true self to someone, that is something that is beyond my powers

“Consent?”

wondered who would have the power to

you talking

Cale truly

talk like we

“Ahem. Hem.”

looked away after seeing Cale’s calm

need consent from gods and some others. They are all pretty strict with the rules but they gave their consent this

calm eyes

“Because of your merits.”

“The sealed god?”

able to seal the sealed god properly thanks to

Cale looked into

god unable to come out

“Yes. Thanks to you.”

back on the chair. Pat, pat. His hand patted the

to chat with you at least once

gaze was focused

the hell are they trying to do? Do those

well ask since he was meeting with

around me... have

gaze

“...Huuuuuu.”

sigh before closing his mouth

on

at that

Crack!

breaking and the light on

‘What the hell?’

turned back on

“Ah, this is awkward.”

Death looked extremely awkward and pale as if his face had never

on his face as if he had made up

Cale Henituse. I want to help you. That is the truth. I think there is a lot I need to repay

Haaaa.”

god looked extremely tired as he let

was a more intense emotion than fatigue visible in

‘...Mm.’

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

even more specific... I hate the

Crack, crack.

were some odd noises before

“Mm.”

breath. He then looked back at Cale and continued

is why a part of me wants to drag you into this so that

Tap, tap.

again and opened his

“...That’s quite honest.

Cale couldn't help

Cale Henituse’s body. As a result, Kim Rok Soo was

transported Choi Han and Choi Jung

not a

did

hide some things, but he did

even paler as he continued

is one thing I

flashing of the light was getting quicker. Crack. Crack. The sound of something being swallowed was

no thoughts about dragging you in from here on.

God of Death was

that someone or something other than you may get involved

Death was giving

“...And-, mm.”

else but closed his mouth

black liquid flowed out

this

can’t say? The

with annoyance. He waved his hand to

“You can stop there.”

“Mm.”

God of Death hesitated before nodding his head. The sound

Cale’s lips curled up in

something to give

“Ah, yes.”

at the fact that Cale was smirking without asking anything else, but he decided

cintamani will be delivered to you

“Really?”

delivered

things were usually delivered to him before reaching his hand

while since I’ve

Rok Soo’s world.

“Really?”

Click, click.

before scribbling on an open notepad before

“Is everybody well?”

tone without even looking at him. His eyes were full of warmth

Jung Gun is

don’t care about that

Soo is

paper. He waited for the

One person.

was still one person left to

reward I can give you for all

‘What?’

looked at the God

item to replace the

replace the cintamani is an obvious reward

The god chuckled.

you to meet with me? You couldn’t even get

Clap.

He lightly clapped.

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

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

the hell is

blankly stared at 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 out

“...How... strict.”

He then nonchalantly commented.

has

‘What?

he

do you look

smirked at Cale’s expression before continuing to

is not a tribulator, umm, he is not

those of single-lifers or immortals forget their past memories and are reborn

endlessly repeat lives without losing their memories, such as the White

could not think about such information

to... Be born

emotions and thoughts were

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

some merits regarding this

“...Merits?”

who barely managed to snap back to his

been helping me with

gentle smile appeared on the

gave his power to you. You were able