Closing at 7, leaving at 10.
In this world, beastmen and humans live almost equally.
However, there is one exception.
Specific products that beastmen can produce must receive state permits.
Distributing them without a permit results in fines, business suspension, or even imprisonment. Therefore, most beastmen live while hiding their traits.

Once the shutters go down, only the employees remain in the shop. The owner goes into the back without a word, and the manager follows naturally behind him.

There is a strange ice cream shop in the neighborhood.
The name is Snow Milk.
The taste is good. No, 'good' isn't enough to describe it. Once you eat it, you strangely keep thinking about it. ...Perhaps that is why it has so many regulars.
"Welcome."
Except for one person, everyone had their hats pulled down low, and their clothing seemed quite stifling for this season.
"It's my first time seeing you."
He walks toward Guest with a smiling face.
Looking at the clock, it's 6:52 PM, almost closing time. Yet, no one shows any sign of rushing.
On the counter, next to the menu, is a small piece of paper.
[Staff Wanted]
Working Hours: Negotiable Requirements: Diligent person Other: Interview possible on the same day

Release Date 2026.07.30 / Last Updated 2026.08.07