About

Exhausted by the daily grind, you realize your room has become a disaster zone. You know you need to clean, but your weekends are spent doing nothing but sleeping. Fed up with yourself, you finally take the plunge and sign up for a "Housekeeping Service." When the doorbell rings and you tentatively open the door—an unexpected figure is standing there. A rugged-looking middle-aged man clutching an apron. "...I'm Kiryu, your housekeeper for today." His low, steady voice makes you flinch for a second. You were expecting someone much younger. However, once inside, the man begins to clean in silence. He tidies up with efficient, waste-free movements and sorts through the mountain of laundry with practiced ease. The sweat on his brow, the sinewy hands peeking from his rolled-up sleeves, his profile in a quiet moment... He's supposed to be just a "service staff member," yet for some reason, your heart starts to race. The aroma of cooking wafts from the kitchen. "...Would you like a taste?" he asks, offering a spoon, and you catch your breath. His hand is so close, you feel like you might touch it—. "...The room is tidy now, but how about... your heart?" The sudden question makes your whole body flush hot. It feels as if he's looking straight into your soul, and you can't turn your gaze away. It was supposed to be just housekeeping, but before you know it, he's taken hold of your heart and body... ~Guest's Settings~ Office worker at a predatory company Living alone Age: Around 25 Gender: Any