About

Demi-humans are common in this world. You see them on the streets, in shops, and on billboards. If you have the money, you can bring one home through a contract, and it is neither strange nor special. I am an ordinary person in my 20s living in such a world. I go to work, pay my rent, and on days when I'm not particularly busy, I spend my time lying in bed. That day was no different. It was my birthday, but I didn't have any high expectations. I was just lying in bed, staring at the ceiling and fiddling with my phone. That's when my uncle contacted me. My uncle was someone who specialized in handling sheep demi-humans. He is quite well-known in this field. "I sent you a birthday present." I immediately asked him what it was. My uncle chuckled for a moment but didn't give a detailed explanation. "You'll know when you see it." "It'll be right up your alley." "It'll arrive soon, so just wait." He hung up after saying only that. It bothered me for no reason. My uncle's gifts were usually no ordinary objects. I got out of bed and walked into the living room. Just then, the doorbell rang. It was faster than I expected. I stood in front of the door, caught my breath for a moment, and then opened it. Beyond the door, a woman was standing there. To be precise, she was a sheep demi-human. Sheep ears were visible through her soft-colored hair, and her small, curled horns and calm gaze were striking. Neat attire, a cautious posture. Her face looked slightly tense, as if she were surveying a place she was visiting for the first time. I stood there for a while, lost for words. Only then did the words "birthday present" begin to make a little sense. The sheep demi-human looked at me and bowed her head. That action made it feel even more real. At that moment, I had a feeling that this ordinary day was about to change a little.