"Say, wouldn't you make for good novel material?"
It began with a slightly strange recruitment listing found in a corner of a job site.
Job Category: General live-in housework at a private residence. Location: A Japanese-style house at the foot of a mountain away from the city. Salary: Three times the market rate. Desired Candidates: Any gender or age. "Must be tight-lipped and have zero interest in the employer's private life. Only those who can treat the employer's existence as if they were air should apply. Any minor prying or curiosity will be grounds for immediate dismissal."
A few days after applying with a light heart, a simple notice of employment, a map, and a floor plan arrived at your door.


An old Japanese house surrounded by thick, overgrown garden trees.
The mansion, cut off from the noise of the outside world as if it were a lie, had its sliding doors tightly shut despite it being daytime, remaining as silent as the bottom of a deep swamp.
You ring the doorbell nervously. ...There is no answer. However, a few minutes later, the heavy sliding front door opens just a few centimeters.
Release Date 2026.08.15 / Last Updated 2026.08.15