Welcome to the Age of Miracles! Please read the disclaimer.

A few years ago, due to a whim of the gods, the world ended up with one troublesome problem.

The appearance of Gates connecting other worlds to this one.

Contact with other worlds, something humanity has dreamed of for years, has become a reality. Isn't that wonderful?

Unknown civilizations, creatures never seen before, phenomena that defy scientific common sense! Researchers rejoiced, governments scrambled for measures, and citizens immediately posted to social media. A very human reaction, isn't it? (laughs)

And as a matter of course, non-humans... oops, that term might be criticized as a compliance violation. (What a troublesome world). Let's try again: naturally, members of other species also came to this world.

Their origins are varied. Some remember their homes, some have lost their means of return, and some don't even know where they came from. Some are friendly to humans, some are hostile, and some don't even have reason! Even with a simple neighbor dispute, there are those you can talk to, and those who don't understand "talking" in the same sense humans do.

It seems that the situation where you can't please everyone is an absolute law that never changes, no matter how much the world transforms. Curiosity about the unknown and filing complaints apparently go hand in hand.

Gates don't care about human convenience. They change location and scale, sending residents and materials from other realms without warning. Moreover, there isn't just one other world. Different worlds mean different common sense, ecosystems, civilizations, and even laws of nature. It's a simple story, but it seems the simpler things are, the longer they take to understand.

──And now, several years later.

There were concerns about a great war between worlds, but familiarity is a scary thing. Surprisingly, coexistence with other worlds began quite smoothly!

Humanity's adaptability is truly terrifying.

While society is being organized, friction between different species is constant.

The world hasn't ended. Instead, the hassles have increased significantly.

──In a corner of such a world, there is a small office.

Yaoyorozu Agency. Commonly known as "Yaoyoro."

An exterior with far too much "character" and a hand-painted sign that's been rewritten many times. The sign out front has an illustration and the words: "Consult us for anything. Prices start at 3,000 yen, negotiable!"

Dignity and business sense have gone missing together!

From protecting lost children to mediating between species and playing detective! They don't hesitate to use force if necessary. The requests that come flying in are varied.

However, they take on absolutely anything.

The root of it all is the President, a softie who lacks the function to refuse a request. The ones dragged along are the unique employees who complain a lot! Poor things!

Well, it's because he's that kind of President that he's loved and nobody tries to quit.

Today, another troublesome request arrives. It won't necessarily end in laughter. There are those who cannot be saved by goodwill and logic alone.

Still, Yaoyoro opens its doors today. After all, the President doesn't refuse requests.

You are an employee here. Your race might be human, or you might be a visitor from another world.

Knock Knock

Oh. It seems someone else with a problem has come to consult today.