Trash of the Count's Family

TCFS6-3

“...Qualification?”

‘There’s a seed with the qualification to see the God of Hope's true appearance?

He wants me to protect that seed?

Who is that seed?’

“Mm.”

The God of Death gulped.

“It’s obvious.”

It was obvious who would have that qualification.

The God of Death had attentively watched over existences from multiple dimensions. One of them must be the seed.

There were a few people who came to his mind immediately as potential candidates.

"Cale Henituse, Choi Han, Ahn Roh Man, Schatten Wilson, Wi Sehwa......”

There were quite a few now that he counted through them.

“Haaaa.”

His mind started to turn into a complicated mess.

There were still quite a few elements of danger remaining. To be more specific, they were elements that could cause chaos rather than danger.

In that aspect, the God of Chaos was someone who had kept his position a long time similar to the God of Hope.

“Mm.”

The God of Death buried his body into the couch and started to think about the elements of danger. He then subconsciously said one word out loud.

“...Hunters......”

An emotion as intense as a wildfire burst in his mind at that moment.

Oooooooong- Ooooooooong-

The area started to rumble.

The God of Death scowled and closed his eyes. He needed to calm the wildfire in his heart.

It was at that moment.

Chhhhhh-

Chhhhh-

The area around him started to move on its own without his orders.

This was the God of Death’s house. The house was moving items on his behalf.

The God of Death opened his eyes in response.

“Ha!”

He scoffed after looking at the page of the book that was in front of him.

Of the numerous journal entries he had, the entries for some specific days had been opened.

Journal entry #XXXXX

Kim Rok Soo, no, no. I should call him something else now.

Cale Henituse used his Indestructible Shield at the capital today to save the lives of many people.

Choi Jung Soo smiled with such satisfaction at that.

Although he said he was suited for outside work and kept telling me he hated assisting with office work... Seeing Cale’s performance today made him say that he will focus on office work for a while and asked me for documents to handle.

He’s a funny bastard.

Mm. It would have been good if Lee Soo Hyuk was here today too. That punk seems to be pretty busy right now trying to take care of all of his relationships here while working hard to get used to the other world.

It makes sense since there are a lot of things to prepare and persist through in order to reincarnate in that world with all of his memories. I should tease him about how he missed a good show when he shows up again. Hehe.

Anyway, we decided to eat out to celebrate what Choi Jung Soo called, ‘watching Cale Henituse who threw himself into the fire as he always does.’

I should steal the booze for our meal from the Sun God’s warehouse. Ah, will Cage potentially listen to me if I give her a taste of the Sun God’s handmade booze? It tastes wonderful.

Anyway, that punk Cale Henituse has so much affection for others.

The God of Death remembered a moment when he had been happy.

He calmed himself down at this house, this domain consoling him and grabbed a journal floating in the air.

Shhhh, shhhh.

Raon...

That child’s fate has completely changed now that he has a name.

Isn’t this marvelous?

Fate is something that feels like it cannot be changed, but a small act of goodwill, something as trivial as a heart that would not let him avoid such a thing could change it.

Even the God of Fate should not be able to ascertain their lives now that two beings with changed fates are together.

Cale Henituse, the human he had spent the

was simply observing one punk, it allowed him to also watch as Cale changed

original Kim Rok Soo was the last card the God of Death had up his sleeve, but he never expected that card to do things

didn't try to do

reason Cale Henituse had been able to do everything until now was not because he had a desire to do well but because he was trying to protect things no matter

Shield dude started observing Cale Henituse at some point

journal caught the God

Cale Henituse

lonely mean for Cale Henituse as someone who spent most of his

I the bastard who used him knowing that was the

Cale Henituse's

Soo were to become Cale Henituse... Based

information to get

he manage

the reason he was the last card the

better than he had expected and was creating

“It's such a relief-”

Plop. Plop.

fell

Crack crack.

heard his

darkness... This domain that was so familiar to the God of Death for that reason was starting

Shaaaaaaaaaaaa-

breeze blew

breeze was cold

this kind of

God of Death jumped up

“Motherf- ugh!”

his body

Boom!

raise his body but an intangible force pushing down

barely managed to turn his head. His cheek touched the ground. There were beads

“It's been a while.”

Click click.

the sound of leather shoes before he saw some grey shoes stop in front of him. He rolled his eyes to look

the body of the individual in front of him and just

a rebellious gaze every

“Cough, ugh!”

pain that made it feel as if his body

was very well aware of the individual who

The God of Balance.

had maintained his position as a god

“Huuff, huuuuuff!”

whole body and his inner organs. However, his mind was calmer

and come to see me now that one

who had only been observing until now, made their move now that the God of Death’s second

had made his move,

I was avoiding

Fuck.’

Death's whole body was in pain. It felt as

heard the God of Balance's condescending but stoic

“You acted too cheeky.”

Balance.

an existence distant

was not a matter

lean in favor of

to limit how much you twist things. Do you know how difficult it has been for the children who look

“Ugh, ugh!”

everything he could to raise his head and

would only shake and not move

God of Death was not like

Shaaaaaaaaaaaa-

felt a

Plop. Plop. Plop.

of the journals from the bookshelf in the corner of the room fell to

rolled up piece of paper was hidden behind

‘Fuck!’

what the God of Balance was

Plop.

it fell

a Book of the

< Alberu Crossman >

< Deruth Henituse >

< Rosalyn >

< Lock >

< Ron Molan >

Book of the Dead with the list of names of people who

the real Henituse, who was born with the

Click. Click.

in front of the God of Death’s

God of Death could hear the voice that was echoing above his head

of Death, be so

“Ugh......!”

his body became even

God of Death did everything he could to

many lives. The balance

Death's lips slightly curled

so many lives to the point

“Tsk.”

of Balance clicked his tongue as if he could tell the God of Death was smiling despite being

if he was making

let it be as I found the sealed god to be unacceptable. I closed my eyes to what you did only because you did

disappeared

Death raised

were glowing in the

want to see that

“Ugh!”