I'm a Young God, so Please Raise Me - Chapter 43

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Chapter 43
The moment I finished reading the article, one thought crystallized in my mind.
‘How do I get back?’
Every ending I knew in Samcle always concluded with departing from the Mansion aboard a Spaceship.
I would listen to the ending theme as the receding Mansion faded into the distance, and then it would end.
As I stood there holding the newspaper in a daze, the Cat Butler spoke.
“Don’t worry yourself, Gunbam. I’ll see about procuring a transport vessel. Someone like you is no trouble to send home at all!”
As I listened to the Cat Butler’s reassurances, Je Hyeon-o’s voice echoed through my thoughts.
“You believe that?”
But… clearly, this was them helping me.
“Though I’m sure you understand, Gunbam, we have no reason to venture outside, so it will take some time to secure a transport vessel. It will be later than the week you originally agreed to stay.”
“Gunbam. Stay with us.”
The Cat Butler and Rabbit Butler looked down at me.
I stood quietly holding the newspaper, then looked up at them and asked.
“Are you both… truly all right with this?”
“Of course.”
“What could we possibly dislike? If Gunbam stays with us, we’re simply delighted.”
I folded the newspaper neatly and returned it to the Cat Butler.
“Then I apologize for the imposition, but I’ll accept your kindness for a few more days.”
“Imposition? Gunbam must work hard! You’re a proper apprentice butler, after all.”
The Cat Butler patted my head as if pleased with me.
Then, seeming to realize something, he quickly withdrew his hand.
“My apologies. I treated you like a child.”
“It’s fine.”
I had no idea how old the butlers were, but they had certainly lived far longer than I had.
This felt like nothing at all.
“Gunbam. I want to do it too.”
The Rabbit Butler placed his hand atop my head.
He carefully tidied the hair the Cat Butler had tousled, arranging it neatly.
It felt like being groomed as an animal.
As I received the Rabbit Butler’s gentle touch, I pondered.
‘How long will it take to secure a transport vessel?’
Still, the butlers would procure one as quickly as possible, so it shouldn’t be too long.
The clear time would be delayed accordingly, but a few days was manageable.
When the transport vessel arrived, I could take Je Hyeon-o and the Captains with me.
I decided I should tell Je Hyeon-o about this when he visited tonight.
“I’ve delivered the urgent news, so would you wait a moment? Once I finish one task, I’ll brew you some black tea with the newly arrived leaves.”
But I was supposed to be working…
It felt shameful to call myself an apprentice butler while idling about like this.
As I was considering whether to suggest waiting on the tea until after the Cat Butler finished his task, the air around me suddenly grew cold.
The Cat Butler stood with arms crossed, regarding the footmen with obvious displeasure.
The footmen all bowed their heads low, their bodies trembling.
Now that I thought about it, summoning all the footmen at dawn suggested something had gone wrong.
I watched the scene unfold, worried that some problem had arisen at the Mansion.
The Cat Butler suddenly spoke in an irritated tone.
“Last night, only four cleaners died.”
What?
My eyes widened in shock before I caught myself, conscious of the Rabbit Butler beside me, and composed my expression.
‘That can’t be right.’
If Je Hyeon-o had properly conveyed my instructions to the Captains last night and acted accordingly, the cleaners should have been massacred en masse by the creatures.
Je Hyeon-o was executing my directives in the exact opposite manner.
Saving the cleaners and slaughtering the creatures instead.
Curses rose to my throat, but I couldn’t let them escape my lips.
‘But why?’
I could only wonder.
Even with all of us pooling our efforts, we couldn’t guarantee the true ending—so why was he sabotaging us?
It seemed he hadn’t even conveyed my instructions to the Captains.
Otherwise, there’s no way only four cleaners would have died.
If Je Hyeon-o had been in front of me, I would have abused my position as apprentice butler and flicked him on the head.
As I silently raged at Je Hyeon-o, trembling with frustration, the Cat Butler spoke coldly.
“To think I hired such useless fellows as footmen. It’s all my fault.”
It wasn’t the butler’s fault at all.
In that moment, I realized this was all because of Je Hyeon-o.
A beam of light shot forth.
Two footmen with holes through their heads melted away on the spot.
They transformed into liquid metal like mercury, pooling on the floor.
The other footmen naturally retrieved buckets and swept the shimmering liquid into them with brooms.
Their movements were practiced—this had clearly happened many times before.
The Cat Butler muttered with dissatisfaction.
“I wanted to reach thirteen, but it seems I’ll need to recruit more footmen.”
Then he issued orders to the now ten remaining footmen.
“Tonight, patrol the entire Mansion and monitor the creatures and cleaners! Dismissed.”
The footmen saluted in unison and vanished in sparks.
The Cat Butler shook his head and dragged me off for tea.
I joined him for tea time, partly to lift his spirits.
The Cat Butler lamented to me how hopeless young people were these days, while the Rabbit Butler listened in silence.
I offered appropriate responses and waited for my opportunity.
Then, at the right moment, I asked my question.
“Would it be alright if I also patrolled the Mansion tonight?”
The Cat Butler set down his teacup and asked with apparent surprise.
“Gunbam, are you saying you’ll check on the cleaners and creatures?”
“Yes. I may be only an apprentice butler, but I don’t have much to do anyway…. I wanted to be helpful however I could. I’m also worried about the Mansion.”
The moment I finished speaking, the Cat Butler threw his arms wide and cried out.
“If only all footmen were like you, Gunbam!”
He was deeply moved, showering me with praise.
While doing so, he told me I could do whatever I wanted, but urged me not to overexert myself.
I smiled humbly and promised to be careful.
At last, I had obtained legitimate authority to wander about at night.
If I had only relied on Je Hyeon-o, everything would have been ruined.
I needed to take direct action.
‘I need to meet the captains first.’
On my way to find Gwak Han-muk and Mo Hae-in’s cleaning zones, I was thinking of throwing a few cleaners to the creatures as well.
And I planned to search the Main Building 3rd Floor.
Since that area housed the Master’s bedroom and study, I might be able to obtain some useful information there.
As I laid out my plans for the night, I sipped the bright red tea.
“Have a bit more, Gunbam! And try some snacks too.”
The Cat Butler eagerly pressed tea and refreshments upon me.
I thought I was full, but when I ate, it all went down.
I didn’t refuse and accepted everything offered.

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The apprentice butler’s duties were nothing special.
It was too ambiguous to entrust important tasks to an apprentice, so I only received light work that made me feel guilty about receiving compensation.
What I did during the day today was inspect whether the cleaners assigned to the East Wing’s areas had properly cleaned their zones.
Samra’s cleaning assignments were determined by spinning a roulette each day.
Depending on the roulette result, the contamination level of the assigned area was decided.
If the worst 100% contamination was rolled, the area became a garbage pit, and in that case, it was absolutely impossible to finish cleaning before inspection without high-tier items.
Failing the cleaning inspection meant immediate death.
But the captains had good items, so even if they got 100% contamination, they would have cleaned without difficulty.
‘Colonel Je doesn’t need any worry.’
Gwak Han-muk was responsible for cleaning the floor of the East Wing 2nd Floor Corridor, and Je Hyeon-o was responsible for the landscaping trees in the East Wing Garden.
But when I went to their assigned areas, I couldn’t meet them.
It was because of the basic rule of Samra strategy.
During the day, keep your assigned area clean, but be careful not to encounter the butlers.
I had to be careful not to get hit by their rays if I happened to encounter them.
Probably the moment Je Hyeon-o sensed a butler’s presence from afar, he hid somewhere else.
In the meantime, I was a bit annoyed that Je Hyeon-o had trimmed the trees too well….
“The cleaner assigned to this area is quite competent.”
Upon seeing the perfectly round boxwoods, the Cat Butler praised Je Hyeon-o’s skill and built affection.
Since he was also satisfied with Gwak Han-muk’s area, I felt secretly pleased with myself.
And finally, night descended.
After eating an early dinner and resting in my room, I lit the lamp.
The lamp that the Rabbit Butler had prepared for me beforehand was perfectly sized for my use.
Though it mimicked the form of a gas lamp, it actually produced light using some unknown fuel source, operating via touch control.
I picked up the lamp and started to head outside, then paused.
‘Did I forget something?’
As I pondered, I recalled Samra’s item.
The hologram-colored badge sat quietly in my inventory.
But there was no pressing reason to check it right now.
Since butler duties took priority, I decided to examine it later when I had time, and stepped into the Corridor.
The moment I entered the pitch-black Corridor, a scream pierced the air.
“Ahhhhh!”
A cleaner came fleeing in panic.
I waved the lamp and shouted.
“Come this way!”
The cleaner rushed toward me in desperation.
“I, I’m alive, gasp!”
Seeing my butler’s uniform, the startled cleaner made me gesture for silence.
A voice echoed from afar.
“■■, where are you? It’s too dark here, I can’t see…. ■■, you didn’t leave me behind, right…?”
The cleaner’s eyes wavered—it was the voice of a colleague who had been fleeing with them.
I handed the lamp to the cleaner.
The anxious cleaner snatched the lamp and bolted toward where their colleague’s voice came from.
They seemed to believe that as long as they dispelled the darkness, they could somehow deal with the creature.
But not long after, a desperate plea echoed through the air.
“Ahhhhh! Please save me!”
I walked slowly forward.
When I reached the source of the light, the cleaner was nowhere to be seen.
Instead, a Gentleman Creature in an immaculate tailcoat strolled through the Corridor, opening the doors to rooms one by one.
From the Gentleman Creature wearing a white mask shaped like a smiling face came the voice of the cleaner who had fled earlier.
“Ahhhhh! Please save me! Ahhhhh! Please save me! Ahhhhh! Please save me!”
The Gentleman Creature approached me.
As he approached, swishing the tails of his tailcoat, he politely extended the lamp the cleaner had carried to me.
“You’ve worked hard.”
As I offered encouragement, the Gentleman Creature trembled with delight.
And he eagerly departed to seek other sacrifices.
I picked up the lamp again and continued walking.
After descending to the East Wing 2nd Floor, I first surveyed the Corridor.
Gwak Han-muk was nowhere to be found, but a group of cleaners came tumbling out from around a corner.
I quickly waved the lamp at them as they fled in haste.
“Over here! This way!”
The cleaners, drawn to the lantern like moths to flame, came rushing over.
There were five of them in total.
‘Quite a substantial number.’
The Dance Practice Room would be perfect for this.
I opened the door to a room a few steps away and entered, with all the cleaners who had come running from afar following me inside.
Their faces were ashen—they must have been fleeing from a Creature.
“Gasp, h-huff…. You…!”
One of them recognized me.
“Damn it, if you came as a cleaner, why are you dressed as a butler?!”
But rather than grow angry, the others attempted to appease me.
“Well, you were a cleaner anyway.”
“You’re trying to save us now, right?”
I left them to their forced smiles and nervous glances, and switched on the lights in the room.
A single spotlight suddenly blazed to life in the darkened space.
It was a pin light mounted above the small stage at the far end of the Dance Practice Room.
Standing on the stage, bathed in the circular glow, was a ballerina crafted from white metal.
With her featureless, smooth face, she offered us an elegant bow.
I made a request of her.
“Since there are so many of us, I’d like the allegro version, please.”
The bright, crystalline sound of an oboe flowed forth.
It was the black swan dance from Swan Lake.
Normally, the slow adagio and fast allegro versions play at random, but at my request, it proceeded in allegro.
The Metal Ballerina, dressed in a black tutu, danced with rapid, dynamic movements that matched the music’s tempo.
The cleaners, though aware they should flee immediately, stood frozen in place, mesmerized by the Metal Ballerina.
I too found myself entranced alongside them, captivated by her every gesture.
As she glided and soared with delicate grace, the cleaners gradually drew closer to the Metal Ballerina.
It was an unconscious movement on their part.
As the music reached its crescendo, the Metal Ballerina’s gaze turned toward me.
She began the fouetté section—thirty-two consecutive rotations.
One leg held perfectly straight for balance while the other whipped out like a lash with each turn.
With each sweep of her leg, the cleaners’ bodies contorted.
A sickening crunch, a wet crack—the sound of their bodies twisting echoed beneath the beautiful melody.
When she finally completed the fouetté.
Clap, clap, clap, clap!
I offered her enthusiastic applause.
The Metal Ballerina responded with a delighted curtsy toward me.
Beneath her feet lay the cleaners, their bodies twisted like screws, scattered about carelessly.
Yet neither she nor I paid them any mind.
All the Creatures were befitting of this beautiful and elegant Grand Mansion.
The only filth in this place were the cleaners themselves.
‘I understand perfectly why the butlers despise them so.’
As the mansion’s butler, I felt a swell of pride in my chest, my shoulders lifting with satisfaction.
I pretended not to notice as the Metal Ballerina greedily tore into the cleaners.
One must never interrupt a lady’s meal.
As I turned to head back into the corridor, I heard a voice calling for me from outside.
“Go-yo! Han Go-yo! Come here! Hurry!”
It was Gwak Han-muk’s voice.

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