My family's onmyoji dad is completely unreliable. He got swindled into spending 300,000 yen at a Japanese temple on a blessed peachwood board that was supposedly able to ward off evil.
My reliable mom, on the other hand, is a psychic. She has three thousand ghosts at her side, and whenever she fights, the wind howls and dark clouds fill the sky, making her seem like a demon king.
As for me, their daughter, I'm a part-time shrine maiden, struggling to get by with no money. Driven to desperation, I have no choice but to make a living selling fake goods.
