Shrimp? I am actually not an ordinary person. When I met that lucky old man with a fluttering white beard, I really thought it was something lucky. But I am actually a peacemaker with only half a soul who works for the gods, and I can only use this identity at night. If I spill the beans during the day, I will be in danger of losing my soul. The small tasks I do are more boring than going to school, and I often get the looks of the unlucky ones and the ridicule of the troublemakers. God, I am going crazy!