My name is Lin Chuan, and I deliver takeout. On the side, I work for the Underworld, delivering "Netherworld Express" packages, catching ghosts, helping them pass on, and earning a few merit points.
I thought I’d spend my days going back and forth between food deliveries and catching little ghosts. Then the remnant soul of a thousand-year-old general moved into my body, five chuunibyou started following me around insisting we become sworn brothers, and I got dragged into a cult hideout called the "Netherworld Path."
Facing hundreds of cultists, and with my sweet, clueless teammate nowhere to be found, I quietly pulled out a stack of talismans.
"I was hoping we could get along as ordinary judges of the dead, but all I got in return was distance..."
"I'm done pretending. I'm the Human Dragon of the Twelve Zodiac Signs. There, I said it!"
"One more thing: please add an 'exorcism' option to my five-star reviews. Thanks."
Not bad 👍
Interesting.