Literally a Trash in Another Universe

IX

"I'm so going to die." Cale couldn't help but choose to just die today, and if he ever went to another world, he wished, No,---"Should I die? It's better than suffering in this madness."

He's poor.

Ron is a nice-looking-vicious puppy.

Vicross is a loyal house-husband candidate.

Original Cale has a bro-con tendency, but he's still trash.

He feared his current brother was ready to establish a religion for him.

And....

"A chipmunk and uselessly docile Alver Crossman."

Life. What have I done to you to make my life like this? Why did you have to make everyone an alien to me?

Of course, he's not the alien one; he's the sane one. But it's the opposite of what his people think. He's the alien, the bastard, and the crazy guy who went from an innocent and pure little puppy to a hardcore bastard. He can't help but miss the vicious Ron, the vicious Vicross and his saintly-two-faced sworn brother/pajama emperor. He can't help but miss the world where his only work is to sleep, eat and sleep.

He was about to enjoy a normal afternoon without all these bastards when Choi Han came back with Rosalyn in tow and a wheezing Lark.

I hope they're normal.

He seriously wants to croak right now after all this stupid stuff happening to him.

He looked at Lark and noticed a huge bump on his head.

"What did you do?"

Lark was supposed to be unconscious without any problems.

"He's a bit feisty, Cale-nim. So I knock him up."

Lark is feisty? My baby wolf is what?! No. No. No! You bastard, God of Death! What are you doing to my baby wolf?

Cale felt like slamming his head against the wall right now. Choi Han was just smiling as innocently as he could. His baby wolf! His tiny baby wolf! There's something wrong with his baby wolf!

Cale sobs quietly to himself. He hoped that at least his babies would be his comfort characters... but... but...

He stiffly looked at Rosalyn.

Fucking Death God...

It was not a prayer, but rather a threat!

The lady was a manly woman who smiled at him for the first time. Rosalyn is a strong character who wouldn't shy away and would look him straight in the eye.

"Cale-nim."

"Choi Han..." He can't look away at Rosalyn.

"Is he going to die?" She asks, sitting like some gangster out of the street! Her feet were on the table as he sat comfortably on the couch! Lady!!! You're dignity! At least sit down properly! Not to mention, she took off her robe, opened her sleeve until her cleavage could be seen, while acting like some, "Heh! A weak man should just fuck himself off! Anyway, pretty boy!"

Rosalyn points at Choi Han.

"You're strong! Fight me!"

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"Calee~nim!"

Cale wobbled on his feet. His head hurts so much just listening to Rosalyn right now.

At this rate, he sees a future where Clopeh is the most natural thing he'll ever see in this world! Wait—please... he hopes that Clopeh won't turn out worse than the lunatic he is!