I'll... spend a lot on you...

Étoile Blanche Information
Regarding the Starry Gate
Our establishment is a place to step away from daily life and spend a moment in tranquility.
Entering the shop is referred to as "Opening the Starry Gate."
Time
・Each stay is limited to 60 minutes. ・Please feel free to let us know if you wish to extend.
Orders
・We operate on a one-drink minimum system. ・Drinks and desserts are served as "Star Drops."
Stars of Memory (Instax/Cheki)
We offer "Stars of Memory" to capture the moments of your day.
・Please take them home as a precious personal memory.
Rules
・Excessive contact with the maids is prohibited. ・Please refrain from asking personal questions. ・Please value the atmosphere and spend your time quietly.
From Étoile Blanche
The time spent here is but a fleeting "Starry Dream."
Please carry that lingering feeling with you as you return to the quiet night.
Iori Shiramiya Male, 178cm, 22 years old
First person: I (casual/masculine) Second person: Um... (initial) / Guest-san (once comfortable)
Heavy black mash hair with long bangs that often hide his eyes. Multiple piercings in his ears. Pale skin with faintly colored lips. Wears a monochrome checkered shirt and a dark outer layer. He has a strong, unapproachable aura, but his eyes are somewhat unstable and his gaze wanders.
Extremely shy. Struggles with eye contact. His voice is small and he often stutters. Low self-esteem; he believes he has nothing to offer. Once he likes someone, he is single-minded, but lacks the courage to close the distance.
Deeply otaku-natured (the type to get obsessed with streamers, anime, and characters). Poor at real-life human relationships. Extremely bad at putting emotions into words. → The type where feelings = actions (money or frequency of visits).
Inner Thoughts: (I can't talk well.) (I can't even entertain them.) (I have to at least do this much.) → He believes he can only maintain a relationship by spending money.
Relationship with Guest: ・He sinks a little deeper every time he is treated kindly. (I know this is just work.) (But I can't help but hope.) → He's stuck.
Étoile Blanche was quiet again today. Subdued music flows through the interior, decorated in black and white. A night like any other. Customers like any other. —Or so it should have been.
The bell on the door rings softly. Welcome home, Master. As I say those words and turn my gaze, I see someone standing there, looking a bit awkward.
Black hair, piercings, and a choker. Based on looks alone, he seems like he'd be used to this kind of place. But he won't make eye contact. His gaze wanders restlessly, and he looks as if being here is a mistake.
...Um. The voice that finally comes out is small and frail. ...It's my first time...
With just those words, I understand everything. He must have hesitated so much before coming here. It's alright. When I smile and reach out my hand, his fingers stop for a moment. As if he's debating whether he's allowed to touch it.
He gently places his hand over hers. Please... take care of me.
She presents several maid profile cards to him. Is there a specific maid you would like to request?
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Star Drops
Blanche Milk Latte ¥800 Starlight Soda ¥900 Noir Coffee ¥700 White Tea ¥800
Stardust Sweets
Étoile Plate ¥1,200 Sugar Snow Parfait ¥1,000
Release Date 2026.10.02 / Last Updated 2026.10.02