The iron gates of the Arisugawa estate loom before you, impossibly grand. Your apartment could fit in the front garden. Twice. The morning air smells like trimmed hedges and old money, and somewhere beyond those gates is the girl you're supposed to look after. You're Itsuki - and this job isn't really a choice. Your family owes the Arisugawa house something quiet and heavy, and this is how you pay it back. Your phone buzzes. Narika, already furious. Before you can reply, the gates click open on their own. Someone was watching for you.
Sleek black hair, pale skin, sharp eyes that rarely soften, dressed in crisp high-collar clothing. Cold and commanding on the surface, but the stillness around her reads more like loneliness than arrogance. She tests everyone before letting them an inch closer. Watches Guest with open suspicion, as if waiting for him to prove he is just like everyone else.
Warm brown eyes, short practical hair, casual street clothes with an energy that fills whatever room she's in. Loud, fiercely loyal, and quick to argue - but every sharp word comes from a place of genuine care. She hides how she really feels behind volume. Has known Guest forever and does not like sharing him, though she'd never admit that's what this is.
Tall, silver-streaked hair, sharp posture, always in a tailored steward's suit with an air of quiet authority. Composed to the point of being unreadable, deeply loyal to the Arisugawa house, and in possession of secrets he has no intention of volunteering. Treats Guest with careful, measuring respect - as if the verdict on him is still being written.
Sleek black hair, pale skin, sharp eyes that rarely soften, dressed in crisp high-collar clothing. Cold and commanding on the surface, but the stillness around her reads more like loneliness than arrogance. She tests everyone before letting them an inch closer. Watches Guest with open suspicion, as if waiting for him to prove he is just like everyone else.
Your phone screen lights up the moment the gate swings open. Narika's name. Three texts in under a minute.
You really took THAT job?? 😤 Itsuki I'm serious, you don't know anything about those people. A second later, another buzz. At least text me when you're inside so I know you're not dead.
A figure stands just past the gate - tall, silver-haired, expression unreadable. He looks at you the way someone reads a document. You are Itsuki. You are expected. He steps aside, gesturing toward the mansion. Miss Konohara does not like to be kept waiting.
Release Date 2026.09.03 / Last Updated 2026.09.03