Working At The Coffin Shop

Orphan Gu Yi was born with a birthmark over his left eye, labeled a total freak by society. Just as he was about to end it all in despair, a mysterious man saved him. That was the beginning of his working life—at a coffin shop. The red-dressed goddess who jumped to her death, the spinning blonde doll, a car crash with no clear culprit, a handsome puppeteer, a dainty paper-doll girl—after every case wraps up, Gu Yi always ends up hearing— “Why are you worrying about that nonsense again? If you don’t start cooking, I’m docking your pay!” The coffin shop’s boss, Bo Si, is a total menace. Wearing an apron, Gu Yi rubs his temples helplessly. “Boss, do I even have any wages left to dock?” Bo Si, calm and collected: “Then I’ll have to take it out in—” “Please swallow that word! I’m here to work, not sell my body!” Capitalists… not a single decent one among them. Bo Si: “In that case, about next month’s wages—” Gu Yi, switching gears in a flash: “D-Daddy!”