Trash of The Count's Family

Chapter 3 - When I Opened My Eyes (2)

Cale looked around at all of the dishes in front of him. He then moved his fork towards a salad made of fruits that he did not recognize. After filling his stomach with meat, soup, and bread, he wanted to try something new.
The fruit looked like an orange, but the color was closer to that of grapes. Cale put the fruit in his mouth and took a bite.

“Mm.”

In that instant, sweet fruit juice filled his mouth. He really hated sour fruits, so this extremely sweet flavor in his mouth made him subconsciously start to drool.

At that moment, he made eye contact with his father Deruth, who was looking at him.

“Cale.”

Deruth quietly called Cale’s name before hesitating. He then started to frown and move his mouth. Cale did not like that awkward atmosphere and started to speak.

“It’s delicious.”

“Yes, it tastes like trash…huh? Did you say it is delicious?”

“Yes. Everything tastes wonderful.”

Cale picked up a different fruit this time and smiled after tasting the sweetness in his mouth once again. The trash, Cale Henituse, never cared for etiquette anyways.

He probably shouldn’t do this while speaking with his father, the head of the household, but whatever. He’s just trash in the first place.

‘It really is best to be the trash.’

Nobody really cared no matter what he did. As long as he can prevent himself from getting beaten up by the main character, it will be a good life.

As Cale expected, nobody criticized his lack of manners. In fact, Deruth actually had a smile on his face as he started to nod his head.

“Yes, it really is delicious. It is nice to see you enjoying food so much.”

Deruth really seemed like the only person who cared for Cale. He didn’t even seem to care about Cale’s lack of manners. Well, a truly caring father should probably try to fix this personality of Cale… but this Cale did not care as he was not the real Cale Henituse.

“Yes. Please make sure you eat a lot as well, father.”

Basen let out another, ‘Ho,’ and Cale, who heard it this time, turned his gaze back to the dishes. The 15 year old Basen. The three years younger brother of the Cale that he possessed was difficult to handle.

Unlike the trash Cale, Basen was smart, sincere, and very responsible. The people of the family were pushing for Basen to be the next head of household. Kim Rok Soo agreed with this sentiment even after turning into Cale.

‘Rather than having a complicated life being in charge of this territory, I’d rather use my position as the Count’s older brother to laze around and live peacefully in a section of the territory.’

Cale did not try to argue with Basen. He could hear Basen’s gasp of shock and knew that Basen was looking down on him, but what could he do about it?

Once Basen becomes the head of the household, his personality was one that he would probably not kill Cale, but in order to not get hurt and quietly move to a small village, he needed to not get on Basen’s nerves.

‘If that’s not possible, I’ll just make some money beforehand and go somewhere that the war will not reach.’

Cale pretended not to hear Basen’s gasp and continued to eat. Once the meal was over, his father, Deruth, was the first to get up. He seemed to have been satisfied with breakfast, as his face was filled with a smile.