The Grim Reaper Got a Soul's Destination Wrong After Returning to Work

After losing his job, the Grim Reaper from the West came to the Underworld and found work collecting souls.

During his probation, he was so unfamiliar with the job that he messed up badly, even reaping the wrong soul.

He wanted to return the soul he'd collected, but the body had already been cremated.

Looking at the cold, expressionless man before him, the Grim Reaper, dressed in a black robe with its hood up and a giant scythe strapped to his back, awkwardly scratched his head. "How about you put up with it for a while?"

The man said nothing.

With his hood off, the Grim Reaper looked like a clean-cut young man, with curly hair and clear eyes. "I'll lose my job."

He waved his scythe, his face utterly sincere. "How about I make it up to you later?"

The man: "...Fine."

After helping the man accumulate enough merit during his probation and sending him off to reincarnation, the Grim Reaper nervously went to meet the new Yama, who had arrived from the Underworld.

The Grim Reaper (rubbing his hands): I'm scared.

He looked up. The man sitting there rested his chin lazily in one hand, his phoenix eyes slightly raised.

The Grim Reaper: ⊙ω⊙ Huh?

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A sweet, warmhearted, naive Grim Reaper with a cowlick x an expressionless, cold Yama who later gets adorably flustered

Theme: Love your job, and be dedicated and kind