I'm a Young God, so Please Raise Me - Chapter 40

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Chapter 40
At the mention of the Grand Mansion’s owner and the butlers’ employer, the Cat Butler’s face lit up with joy.
“Oh! He hasn’t returned home yet. But I have wonderful news!”
The Rabbit Butler broke into a wide smile, following suit.
Throughout my time playing Samcle, the Mansion Owner is consistently referenced as a figure of great importance.
The butlers wait for their master, who has embarked on a distant journey, maintaining the mansion in its most pristine condition.
They regularly hire cleaners to maintain the estate, though the reason for this troublesome arrangement was simple.
The cleaners served as fresh sacrifices offered to the mansion.
The garden, corridors, bedrooms, bathrooms, basement….
Wherever a cleaner died, their corpse was absorbed without remainder—blood, flesh, bone fragments, all consumed.
And it became the fuel that sustained the mansion in its most radiant state.
This was why the butler personally selected which cleaners to bring inside.
However, if one managed to survive seven days, they were released unharmed and sent back outside.
Since they always brought in a generous number of cleaners, they had no need for the lives of those who survived.
Occasionally, a cleaner who demonstrated exceptional ability would be formally hired by the mansion.
If a player performed well in the eyes of the butlers during gameplay, they would occasionally offer praise and propose becoming a mansion employee.
However, there existed an ultimate compliment that only appeared when both butlers reached maximum affection.
“Gunbam. I shouldn’t say this, but… I’m certain the master would take a liking to you as well.”
“If it’s Gunbam, the master would surely be satisfied. Though one must never presume to know his intentions, of you alone I can be certain!”
It was praise in which the master was mentioned.
After hearing this compliment, stories about the ‘master’ were unlocked, and brief information could be discovered throughout the mansion.
The master, who was said to have embarked on a distant journey, had in fact disappeared suddenly.
Though currently missing, he was a figure of remarkably high rank and influence, so the mansion received constant inquiries and visits seeking to find him.
He was crafted as an exceedingly important character within the world, yet during actual gameplay, the master never revealed even a single strand of hair.
This remained true even after clearing all endings.
The master never returned home to the mansion.
Rather than a mere MacGuffin, even in the hidden ending where the butlers hosted me for a banquet, they still awaited the disappeared master.
Even after the ending, I suffered from an unresolved sense of unease whenever I recalled Samcle.
Yet now there was good news regarding that ‘master’.
I had a premonition this would be crucial information.
“What news is this? Has a return date been set, perhaps?”
“Unfortunately, that’s not it.”
The Cat Butler bowed deeply. His metallic head drew closer.
“I shall tell only Gunbam this special information.”
He spoke in hushed tones, his voice deliberately lowered.
“We’ve discovered where the master is!”
Please tell me it’s not Earth…
Though I burned to ask where, I held back.
I couldn’t afford to act rashly.
I responded with patience, as though I were simply hearing good news from a friend.
“That’s a relief. He should be back soon.”
But the butlers didn’t answer me. Instead, they merely exchanged glances with one another.
Then the Cat Butler said something peculiar.
“Perhaps. Since you’ve arrived, Gunbam.”
The conversation didn’t continue further and shifted to the next topic.
The Rabbit Butler tapped at the empty air.
“Gunbam. Give me your code.”
A translucent blue screen similar to a system window materialized.
The Rabbit Butler scrolled through the screen while muttering complaints.
“Only Gunbam’s is missing.”
With a long finger, he gave the screen a gentle push, and it slid smoothly to stop before me.
The screen displayed incomprehensible characters that appeared to be a code directory.
In Samcle’s world, there existed something called a “code”—a concept similar to a phone number.
It was used for interstellar communications, and naturally, I didn’t have one.
I furrowed my brows and put on an apologetic expression.
“I don’t have a code. I’m sorry.”
“Good heavens!”
The Cat Butler was startled, and the Rabbit Butler’s ears twitched in surprise.
Deeply shocked, the Cat Butler asked politely.
“If you don’t mind my asking, would it be acceptable if I created a code for you?”
I laughed awkwardly.
“It costs money to maintain. On the planet where I live, it’s not used much anyway.”
“My goodness….”
The Cat Butler sighed. After a brief cough, he admonished me in a somewhat stern voice.
“Gunbam. Sometimes you must learn to accept help from those around you.”
Meanwhile, I clenched my hands, which had grown damp with cold sweat.
In Samcle, players applied to cleaning contractor companies out of poverty.
Having unknowingly applied to a notoriously dangerous company, I was forcibly brought to the Grand Mansion that all cleaners feared.
So the current conversation, using money as an excuse, wouldn’t have seemed strange.
“Could it be that you came as a cleaner for financial reasons as well?”
“Somewhat, yes.”
“I see….”
I naturally connected my appearance through the Contractor Company to financial difficulties.
The Cat Butler nodded seriously, when the Rabbit Butler interjected.
“Gunbam. Don’t work as a cleaner.”
“Pardon?”
“Gunbam should work as a butler.”
“Exactly right! Gunbam, how about working as a butler?”
The Cat Butler responded enthusiastically, as if it were an excellent suggestion.
I tried to decline carefully.
“I appreciate the offer, but….”
“Listen here, Chestnut. I know formal employment makes you uncomfortable, and I won’t push that. How about working as an apprentice butler at the Mansion for just seven days until the Contractor Company returns?”
The Cat Butler’s voice took on a gentler tone.
“We would never reduce you to a mere cleaner. If you truly consider us friends, please don’t make us do something so cruel.”
I had no excuse left to refuse.
It was already decided that I would remain in Samcle for seven days regardless.
An apprentice butler position seemed far more advantageous than a cleaner’s role for gathering intelligence and supporting the Colonel and the Captains.
“Then, I’ll gratefully accept.”
“Excellent decision! I’ll make sure to pay you generously beyond what the Contractor Company provides. Yes, I should give you an advance right now. Let me transfer it immediately….”
Like the Rabbit Butler before him, the Cat Butler summoned a translucent window and moved his hands busily before suddenly stopping.
He stared at me sitting there motionless, his mouth falling open.
Realizing his lack of manners, he closed his mouth again, though his gaze remained fixed upon me.
“You have nowhere to receive the transfer?”
The Cat Butler’s murmur was filled with sympathy.
It was the tone one might use when addressing the destitute poor living on a savage planet outside civilized society.
‘I do have an account. Just not a cosmic one.’
I remained uncertain whether this was a Trial or some other dimension entirely.
The possibility was slim, but it might be connected to reality.
I was aware enough not to carelessly divulge personal information to NPCs in such circumstances.
And if I made even one mistake, they seemed like the type to track me down by Spaceship….
“Give it to me in cash.”
“That’s the way.”
The Cat Butler, accepting the Rabbit Butler’s suggestion, produced something from empty air.
“This is currency created by our Master! It’s usable anywhere in the universe!”
The Cat Butler handed me a transparent coin with unmistakable pride in his voice.
It was the size of my palm.
I wasn’t certain of its value, but the butlers didn’t seem the type to give small amounts.
I showed surprise.
“This is too much….”
“Chestnut! Keep it. Please.”
The Rabbit Butler thrust his face close to mine. My vision filled with black.
“Chestnut. Take it. It’s a gift.”
Sharp teeth were visible inside his speaking mouth.
“We never gave you gifts before. We only received from you.”
“…Thank you so much.”
I absolutely wasn’t taking it out of fear.
I quickly checked the item description while pocketing the coin.
Remnant of Darkness: Currency minted from the core of an extinguished star. Usable throughout the entire universe.
In His glorious name!
After reading the description, holding the coin felt deeply unsettling.
However, with the butlers watching right before my eyes, I had no choice but to put it in my inventory.
‘If I still had the system window, it surely would have said something about the coin.’
Now that I was in a position where I wanted any information at all, I felt a pang of regret.
It had been annoying when I had it.
‘So this is what they mean by a chicken rib.’
I was led by the two butlers to a guest room on the 3rd floor of the East Wing.
The butlers’ quarters were located on the 1st floor of the Main Building.
A guest room for an apprentice butler seemed far too luxurious an arrangement, but I accepted it quietly, knowing that asking would only invite nagging.
The guest room was also not sized for human proportions—the doorknob was at about my face level.
The Cat Butler placed a small ladder beside the door for me.
I could have opened the door without stepping on the ladder, but I gratefully accepted his thoughtfulness.
“Don’t forget about dinner! See you later, Chestnut!”
It seemed difficult for both butlers to leave when the cleaners arrived, so the Cat Butler departed first.
Instead, the Rabbit Butler remained by my side to teach me butler duties.
“Chestnut. This is a butler’s uniform.”
The clothes the Rabbit Butler handed me were identical in style to what the butlers wore.
I wondered if it would fit me, but when I equipped it as an item, it became perfectly sized.
The Rabbit Butler looked down at me and gave three sharp claps of approval.
Then he headed toward the Main Building with me.
At the Main Building, another footman was assigning cleaning areas to the cleaners.
“Zeta.”
“Yes, sir.”
“You do something else.”
The Rabbit Butler pushed Zeta aside and positioned me where he had been standing.
“Chestnut will do it.”
I looked somewhat awkwardly at the cleaners before me.
The fact that someone I’d traveled on the spaceship with was now appearing as a butler left them equally bewildered.
Though feeling self-conscious, I proceeded with my first butler duty.
Upon becoming the Mansion’s temporary butler, I seemed to have been granted certain authority.
Strangely, I could tell the cleaners’ names just by looking at their faces.
I fluently pronounced a language I had never known, seeing for the first time.
“■■■■■, go to the West Wing Garden. ■, go to the 1st floor of the East Wing.”
I assigned them weed removal and chandelier cleaning respectively.
The cleaners who appeared to have foul dispositions I assigned to the Basement.
Since I knew exactly which areas needed what work and how to do it, the assignments went smoothly.
The Rabbit Butler stood a step behind, watching over me and offering continuous praise.
“Chestnut. You’re doing well. A perfect butler.”
While processing tasks amid the praise, the captains finally appeared.
‘Captain Mo! Captain Gwak!’
The moment they saw me, both of them froze in place.
Mo Hae-in’s expression was particularly grim, and she appeared to be in considerable shock.
I was delighted, but I maintained an impassive facade.
I assigned them to the sections I had reserved specifically for the captains.
“Morae should go to the 2nd Floor of the West Wing, and Cheongnae to the 2nd Floor of the East Wing.”
Both were the safest areas in the Mansion.
I entrusted them with the easiest task—cleaning the corridor floors.
The corridor was a strategic location where one could flee to a room or leap through a window into the Garden if anything went wrong.
It was also the most convenient place for me to make contact with the captains when the opportunity arose.
The reason I separated them was to search for Je Hyeon-o’s location.
I couldn’t ask the butlers or footmen where he had been assigned.
‘It would be suspicious for a butler to take interest in a mere cleaner’s placement.’
In any case, I had done everything I could for now.
I was about to shift my attention to the next cleaner.
Mo Hae-in covered her mouth with her hand and staggered.
Gwak Han-muk, sensing something amiss, quickly caught her, but it was already too late.
Mo Hae-in’s body collapsed downward, and she retched.
“Ugh…!”
The sound of gastric fluid striking the marble floor echoed starkly through the space.
A voice came from behind me.
“A defective one has arrived.”
The Rabbit Butler extended his hand.
“Don’t worry, Gunbam.”
The hand reaching over my shoulder was aimed precisely at Mo Hae-in.
“I’ll clean it up.”
Piiing!
A sharp sound pierced the air.
A beam of light was fired.

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