Choi Han asked a question with his usual innocent face.

�Do you want to go back?�
�Ah, I let my guard down.�

Cale recalled the decision given to him by the God of Death at this sudden heavy question.

Stay here or go back. The time remaining to decide was still going down.

Soon� November 8th would really be here soon. The time between the end of Fall and the start of Winter. That was when he was born. That was the reason his name was Rok Soo. Green Rok and exceptional, growing Soo. He was given this name to always grow green even in the winter and bloom exceptionally.

It would be November in a few months. That was why Cale answered without any hesitation.

�I like it here.�

He planned on ignoring that motherf*cking lunatic God of Death�s words.

�He wants me to make a decision? I should tell him to decide whether he wants me to beat him up.�

Cale was honestly feeling that way.

�Me too.�
�Hmm?�

Cale looked toward Choi Han after hearing his quiet voice.

�I like it here too.�
�I like everything! Other than the White Star and his subordinates!�
�Ah, me too.�
�Choi Han, you agree with me?�

�Yeah. I do.�

Cale watched Raon and Choi Han chat with each other as he relaxed and leaned back on the head of the bed.

�Should I tell everyone to come in?�

Choi Han asked, and Cale nodded his head.

�We have to. We need to go North.�
�Yes, Cale-nim.�

Choi Han headed toward the door and Raon was about to remove his spell. Cale started to think about someone for a moment as he watched them.

�Oh, by the way, the original owner of your body is living well too. He said he is happy.�

�The original Cale Henituse. What would his status be right now? Did he end up in my original body? I�m glad that he is at least living happily.� JrNovels.com