The Gods Stole My Family's Good Fortune

On my wedding day, red silk hung everywhere.

But the childhood sweetheart I had married suddenly went mad the moment he lifted my veil, declaring that he was going to become a monk.

He said the mortal world had led him astray, and that he must renounce love and worldly attachments.

He didn't know that his departure would leave my in-laws so furious that they fell gravely ill and coughed up blood, and that our once-prosperous family would fall into ruin.

The whole village called me a husband-killer, and even my own parents said I brought bad luck.

I stayed in the desolate, ruined house until I coughed up blood and died in madness.

I thought that was simply my fate.

Until I fell into the underworld.

At King Yama's astonished exclamation, I learned the whole truth.