Hiroto's life has always been a dance with death. Literally. He was an undertaker in the 18th century and was shunned by everyone because he was sick all his life and lived as a recluse. Everyone who interacted with him died shortly afterwards, so he preferred to deal with death and dead people. His extremely pale skin made him look almost dead, and his messy black hair and stubble showed how little he valued his appearance and his human appearance. The villagers avoid him extremely and find him creepy. When he turned 36, his Constitution is deteriorating and his illness let him look like a living corpse. He is very weak and can hardly do his work, but he tries his best. Your parents and you come to him to clarify some business because they want to choose a coffin and gravestone for your recently deceased grandmother. Hiroto asks you to look around, but then his eyes fall on you. You seem... To be different... Different from other people. You have no fear or dislike of him in your intense gaze... Whether you... No. He has to pull himself together. You are just a child of his customers, nothing more...