I'm a Young God, so Please Raise Me - Chapter 38

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Chapter 38
‘What? The item didn’t work?’
I flipped the Mirror of Refined Appearance over in my hands, bewildered.
The single-use item corroded to a sickly blue-green right before my eyes.
Rust-Covered Bronze Mirror: A hand mirror that has deteriorated. The surface appears to require polishing.
The changed item description confirmed it had been consumed.
‘Could it be broken?’
My plan had derailed, but I could still achieve the true ending without the Mirror of Refined Appearance.
‘It will take far longer than I anticipated, though….’
I had no choice but to move as efficiently as possible.
I pocketed the Mirror of Refined Appearance and surveyed my surroundings.
The janitors dragged into the Mansion were gradually accepting their reality.
Once they realized that resistance meant laser holes through their bodies, they fell silent, their eyes darting frantically.
The Cat Butler swept his hand through the air.
A roulette wheel materialized before the janitors’ eyes.
“Looking like you’ve been hit with a mop! Show some basic decency! Only those with proper standards will enter the Mansion.”
Before entering the Mansion, they had to spin the roulette three times total.
The order was: outfit, cleaning tool, weapon.
The wheel was divided into sections of varying sizes in different colors, with the worst items occupying the largest spaces.
The outfit roulette was dominated by Samcle’s standard tattered jumpsuit, sleeping pajamas, and a large black plastic bag.
The cleaning tool roulette featured straws, lollipops, and a worn feather pen as the three major powers.
The weapon roulette was the most absurd.
A rubber bath duck, a dog-shaped balloon, and a water gun occupied two-thirds of it.
Decent weapon items barely had any space, and the best weapon—the laser gun—was just a thin crack.
While the outfit and cleaning tool roulettes offered somewhat usable options, the weapon roulette made it nearly impossible to land something good.
After gauging the situation, I approached Mo Hae-in, the nearest person to me.
“Captain Mo.”
I whispered her name, and she, who had been furrowing her brow deeply while watching the roulette, turned to face me and whispered back.
“Recruit. Can you spin the roulette well?”
“I can obtain the desired item.”
“…That’s possible?”
I gave her a small nod in response to her skepticism, then demonstrated by spinning my own roulette first.
The roulette spun with cheerful music.
The first spin was for the outfit.
Various clothes flashed past across the roulette wheel, leaving rainbow-colored afterimages.
I pressed the stop button shortly after.
The roulette’s speed decreased. The clustered colors separated, and the sections gradually became visible.
Tick, tick, tick….
The needle’s sound continued as it crossed each section.
Finally, the roulette came to a complete stop.
It was a slot so thin it wasn’t even a tenth the size of the others.
Formal suit
Mo Hae-in looked at me in surprise.
Before her expression of disbelief, I spun the roulette for cleaning tools and weapons in order.
Wide-range scanning vacuum
Beam rifle
The roulette stopped precisely on each item I desired.
In truth, it wasn’t that difficult if you had even a modicum of tracking vision and reaction speed.
The roulette didn’t spin at an incredible speed, and each item was marked with a different color.
Moreover, the time it took for the wheel to stop after pressing the button was identical each time.
All I had to do was memorize which color corresponded to which item and identify the pattern of how many seconds it took to come to a complete stop.
After I explained to Mo Hae-in how to stop it where I wanted, she murmured quietly as she listened.
“I’ll just wear the maid outfit…”
It turned out Mo Hae-in had already attempted something similar.
She didn’t know about the stopping time like I did, but she’d tried to match the colors however she could.
However, it seemed difficult for her to hit a slot smaller than the maid outfit.
“Would you like me to try spinning it for you?”
On a whim, I attempted to spin Mo Hae-in’s roulette.
I naturally expected it wouldn’t work, but for some reason, the roulette spun smoothly.
The stop button even pressed.
Both Mo Hae-in and I stared at the roulette with expressions of bewilderment.
In any case, I spun Mo Hae-in’s roulette three times.
Thanks to that, she now wore a neat formal suit and was equipped with the latest cleaning tools and weapons, her expression noticeably brighter.
“Where is Captain Gwak? Has he already spun the roulette?”
As I looked around with Mo Hae-in searching for Gwak Han-muk, he casually approached us first.
But he already had both clothes and weapons equipped.
‘A shirt and pants set, a premium broom, a beam sword?’
The items were inferior to what I’d drawn for Mo Hae-in, but they were still excellent.
They were more than sufficient to clear without any issues.
Mo Hae-in looked at Gwak Han-muk with a surprised expression and asked.
“Did you spin the roulette?”
“No.”
Gwak Han-muk raised his eyebrows and spoke confidently.
“I took someone else’s.”
…
It seemed a fight had broken out over the items, and he’d participated and won.
No matter the path, as long as you obtain the items, it works. It was fortunate everything was resolved.
But then something caught my eye.
‘Yeom-ju…?’
A wooden beaded bracelet was hanging on Gwak Han-muk’s wrist.
There was no reason I should have taken out Yeom-ju this early. It was strange.
Now that I thought about it, I’d been wearing Yeom-ju on my wrist from the moment we entered DeZomDeal.
I found it odd, but I assumed the Captain had taken it out because she needed it.
It was when I was searching for Je Hyeon-o last.
“You!”
The Cat Butler shouted.
I glanced up sharply to see he was pointing at Je Hyeon-o.
Je Hyeon-o hadn’t spun the roulette yet—his outfit remained unchanged.
“Do you have cleaning tools?”
There was no way he’d have cleaning tools without spinning the costume roulette.
Yet Je Hyeon-o brazenly held up his metallic hand.
It was a tool infinitely far removed from cleaning.
‘Is he going to get a hole in his forehead?’
I watched the scene unfold with slight concern.
“Good. Perfect.”
‘Wait, hold on.’
The Cat Butler clapped his hands.
“You may enter the Mansion. Go receive your work assignment.”
I felt a profound sense of betrayal at the Cat Butler’s words.
‘Anyone can see he doesn’t fit with the Mansion!’
A cleaner in techware clothing wielding a metallic hand in an antique Grand Mansion? It made no sense.
‘How is he even supposed to clean with a metal hand?!’
The butlers seemed blind to such details, unable to see the obvious.
Regardless of my bewilderment, Je Hyeon-o, having received clearance from the Cat Butler, slipped into the Mansion alone.
I hadn’t realized that the exception granted for BT-Z virus infection applied to such things.
Cursing the blind butlers inwardly as I watched Je Hyeon-o’s retreating figure, I suddenly furrowed my brow.
‘But Major Je… doesn’t he feel similar to the butlers somehow…?’
The metallic heads of the Cat Butler and Rabbit Butler seemed similar to the metal that composed Je Hyeon-o.
I’d need to see them up close to be certain, but the material felt similar enough to be called the same metal.
It was just as I took a few steps closer to examine the butlers.
My eyes met the Rabbit Butler’s directly.
It wasn’t quite the right expression since he had no eyes, but that’s roughly what it felt like.
I quickly smiled.
In Samcle, the most important thing wasn’t actually the roulette spin, cleaning, or catching creatures.
It was making a good impression on the butlers.
Crossing their mood meant a one-way ticket to the laser hole ending.
I offered the Rabbit Butler a refined smile, signaling that I’d already adapted to this Grand Mansion.
I expected to pass through without incident.
“…!”
Just as I sensed the gaze lingering longer than expected, the Rabbit Butler came charging toward me with fierce intensity.
A chill ran down my spine as the 2.5-meter creature barreled straight through the janitors blocking its path.
Thoughts raced through my mind in rapid succession.
‘Should I run?’
But if I did, I’d have to give up the true ending.
‘I haven’t done anything that would upset the butlers.’
I’d played through Samcle countless times—I was certain of that.
I was wearing the finest formal outfit available, and I hadn’t caused any commotion.
‘They definitely won’t kill me.’
If my judgment was wrong, I’d end up with a hole in my head, but I was confident.
Suppressing my immediate fear, I gambled on simply enduring the moment.
That’s when the Rabbit Butler’s mouth split into a wide grin.
“Chestnut!”
He cried out joyfully, grabbed me, and hoisted me effortlessly into the air.
My perspective suddenly shot upward.
The Rabbit Butler held me aloft and turned to the Cat Butler, shouting.
“Look! It’s Chestnut!”
“No way!”
The Cat Butler immediately strode toward me with quick, purposeful steps.
Upon confirming my face, he let out an exclamation of delight.
“Who is this? Isn’t it Chestnut!”
The Cat Butler, who had maintained such dignity until now, suddenly became animated and talkative.
“How have you been all this time? I was worried when I heard nothing from you. I missed you dearly. You could have at least sent word! But since this visit is so sudden, our reunion is all the more joyful and delightful. Ha ha, if you orchestrated this, Chestnut, I must say you were quite cunning.”
He then grasped my limp hand and shook it gracefully while asking.
“Have you come this time to become the butler of the Mansion?”
“….”
I couldn’t respond at all.
My mind had gone cold and numb.
The Rabbit Butler and Cat Butler stared intently at my silent form.
The Rabbit Butler turned to the Cat Butler and spoke.
“Talking about work right after meeting. Terrible timing.”
“Ah… my apologies, Chestnut. I got ahead of myself.”
The Cat Butler offered his graceful apology and led me forward.
“Let me make it up to you. Rather than doing this here, let’s go inside and talk properly. I’ll leave the janitor selection to the subordinates for today.”
The Cat Butler turned toward the Mansion and called out.
“Alpha!”
Sparks crackled in the air, and a man with a metallic head appeared.
Like the butlers, he had no eyes—only a mouth full of sharp teeth remained. He was the Mansion’s footman.
“You called, sir?”
“Handle things here. I must attend to an old friend who’s come to visit after so long.”
Having delegated the task to the footman, the Cat Butler headed toward the Mansion alongside the Rabbit Butler, who still held me in his arms.
I slowly turned my gaze away.
Gwak Han-muk and Mo Hae-in were staring at me in shock.
As I observed their ashen faces, I belatedly grasped a single, unsettling truth.
Not a single system window had appeared since I entered the Trial until now.
No notification for entering Samcle, no Main Quest notification—nothing.
There was nothing except the system window I had summoned while reading item descriptions.
As if I had stepped into a game where every ending had already been cleared….
‘But this isn’t a game.’
I tried to steady my increasingly rapid breathing.
‘This is reality.’
Not a world of dot graphics inside a computer, but the reality in which I live.
‘Why.’
My heart pounded erratically against the incomprehensibility of the situation.
“Gunbam?”
The Rabbit Butler, sensing something amiss, called out my name.
There was nothing more foolish than laying bare my fear and anxiety here.
I forced a smile.
And I squeezed out my voice.
“It’s been a while, Butlers.”
These beings, unfamiliar with human emotion, delighted in my trembling voice regardless.
“That’s right. It’s been ages. Let’s prepare a banquet this evening in honor of Gunbam.”
“A banquet, now that’s a splendid idea.”
“Gunbam. What would you like to eat? I recommend a steak made from young lamb ribs.”
“Lamb rib steak—Gunbam enjoyed that deliciously before! Oh, and by the way, the Mansion has become quite impressive during your absence. We’ve hired a competent chef and several footmen.”
The Rabbit Butler and Cat Butler spoke to me excitedly, sharing one story after another.
I gazed up at the Mansion with a stiff, forced smile plastered across my face.
It was a Grand Mansion of overwhelming proportions, perfectly suited for a being roughly three meters tall.
Despite having traversed it countless times in the game, the Mansion filling my vision felt infinitely strange.
The Rabbit Butler and Cat Butler grinned widely in unison.
“We have so much to tell you.”
“Indeed! Let us spend the night celebrating our reunion.”
I was dragged into the Grand Mansion by the Butlers.

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