I Want to Drag the King of Curses to Hell Again Today

[Needs revision, but with only three chapters, I don't think I can change much, orz] Byodo-in Tenpei was born of a human and a curse. As a half-blood, he was hated wherever he went. At first, he relied on his cursed bloodline to work as a quack doctor, spending every day telling people what they wanted to hear. Then, by accident, he made a name for himself. To avoid persecution by wisteria-sensitive patients who loved making trouble for doctors, he had no choice but to seek refuge under the King of Curses and start a new life, telling ghosts what they wanted to hear. After stirring up trouble for so long, Byodo-in Tenpei increasingly felt that this job had no future. Even if his boss had a well-built chest and looked gorgeous in women's clothes, Tenpei couldn't touch him, and couldn't even compliment him. It was hard to tempt him to stay. So... Blueberry yogurt, sayonara~~ He accepted an invitation from Hell and became a proud reaper. Then he turned around and smashed a certain scumbag Demon King, who was recklessly spreading a contagious, light-sensitive virus that made its victims die upon exposure to light, right back into Hell with a spiked club. Byodo-in Tenpei: Hehe. Your subordinate is so fine. Next second, he's mine. After acquiring a whole crew of Lower and Upper Rank fighters, Byodo-in had barely had a few days to celebrate before several more troublemakers showed up in the area he was responsible for. Byodo-in Tenpei: ...I'm done. Just as he finally managed to recruit all those troublemakers, before he could congratulate himself on adding new recruits to his fighting force, something huge happened in the world of the living! So Byodo-in grabbed his spiked club and, just after coming out of Hell, saw that his former boss had not only taken over an innocent person's body, but was also beating the crap out of a kid. "Wow!" Byodo-in Tenpei said serenely, "It's been a few hundred years, and you've become so tasteless, Two-Face." Byodo-in Tenpei: a fake doctor, a real summoner, who spends every day bringing all kinds of spirits to the world of the living to show off their moves. I hear you have the Six Eyes. What a coincidence, I have them too! And mine are the genuine Six Eyes! What, you want to start a religion? Great, I've got two cult leaders here! Do you want the one who treats you like a monkey or the one who treats you like food? I didn't expect to find a pure martial artist here. I can recommend a few teachers, but... they have some minor issues. Please don't agree to their weird requests. No horse-race betting! No misleading endorsements! Please note ↓ The protagonist: Pretty, but unfortunately brainless. A vase who wanders around all day, enthusiastic about getting involved in creepy stuff, polite only to his chosen one, and tries to hang people after a few seconds. Carefree, without a heart or a worry in the world! Theme: Dedicated to one's job and working hard