Is My Job Ox-Head and Horse-Face?

Late at night, someone knocked on the door of a mansion. The elegant, beautiful young wife asked who could be calling so late as she walked to the door. She peered through the peephole, saw a burly, dark-skinned man, and turned pale with fright.

"Ma'am, please come with me quietly." The man's deep voice from outside was utterly flat. "After all, you wouldn't want your husband to get hurt, would you?"

The woman's frail body trembled. She didn't want to leave, but she knew all too well how dangerous the man was. All she could do was gaze reluctantly at her husband, who had no idea what was happening. After a long moment, she opened the door, and the man seized her pale hand and dragged her into the deepest darkness of the night.

Watching from the side, a black-robed figure, a white-robed figure, a long-tongued man, and a long-tongued woman whispered among themselves.

"This new Ox-Head is incredible! Just this month, he's already taken twenty-two female ghosts who couldn't bear to part with their husbands, plus twenty male ghosts who couldn't bear to part with their wives. At this rate, the award for the Underworld's Best Ox-Head and Horse-Face is as good as his!"