The guardian of our village is my lame grandfather. He has been mending shoes all his life, always saying that "everything that happens must be good for me", and has left all his life's blessings to me.
After his death, strange things happened one after another: the crazy village bully, the dry well reflecting the grimace, the villagers collectively sleepwalking... Science failed here.
In desperation, I opened the cobbler notes left by my grandfather and picked up the things he had owned during his lifetime. Unexpectedly, "repairing shoes" for "evil" people can really calm down the strange things.
Now, as the new village guardian, I, with my grandfather's inheritance, partner with the female forensic doctor who firmly believes in science, face the shadow that has shrouded the village together. Master, your "blessing" is really a waste of your grandson - but maybe, everything is really beneficial to me.
