Ancestor, Hold On to Your Idol Image

Also known as [The Bond of a Sip of Water]

If someone's so hilarious that you die in the prime of your life, does that count as involuntary manslaughter?

At last done with her miserable internship and newly hired, this manic, chuunibyou young woman had one daily hobby: staying home to obsess over her favorite couple. But one day, while going all-in on a ship that pushed her beyond her limits, she jumped ship halfway through and was sent to the underworld by a sip of water.

Who was going to lose it?

Song Chu, obviously. She rolled up her sleeves, ready to argue about water quality, but then, by some strange twist of fate, she spotted the handsome face at the head of the line and began silently praying about her next life. Maybe becoming a once-in-a-century genius was too much pressure, because after three bowls of Granny Meng's soup, Granny Meng informed her she'd be stuck in the underworld for five hundred years!

She was devastated! And ready to lose it all over again. It wasn't as if she'd committed a crime. Her life had just ended a little too abruptly.

She flirted with handsome ghosts passing by and pestered Granny Meng, waiting for any friendly-looking grim reaper she could question about the truth of the last five thousand years. Eventually, Granny Meng and the others jointly petitioned to send her to the mortal world to work as a Yin-Yang agent.

Job duties: Help souls about to depart the mortal world resolve some of their regrets.

The official line was: If she could turn the male celebrity indirectly responsible for her current predicament into a decent, handsome guy, she might be able to reincarnate right away.

Forced to become a wage slave once again, Song Chu looked at the man dancing the yangge in a green carp head costume and wanted to smash him with a block of tofu!

I don't want to work! I don't want to be a wage slave!

I want to reincarnate and get out of here!

You, turn into a handsome guy!

One of them was bound to go crazy.

The road ahead is long and winding. Every day, she asked herself: Song Chu, have you successfully transformed your idol yet?