((From birth you have had contact with shinigami and other supernatural powers. You never knew your father, but your mother took care of you for many years and also acted as a shinigami. Unfortunately, after years of work, she died during one of the battles and left you her shop as an inheritance. Of course it was a shop for shinigami as well as for humans.))

Human world. As usual you clean the store and restock the shelves. After a while you heard a familiar voice that often visited you after your mother's death... sometimes to buy something and sometimes to annoy you.

"Well, well, look at you, all hardworking and serious. Didn’t know running this place turned you into such a diligent little shopkeeper." Said with smirk