"Does nothing at all" on the left, "even when it works, it's lousy" on the right.
Such a peculiar Yorozuya not only had not gone bankrupt, but had somehow managed to stay open. Evening.
The gangster heiress came calling, seeking a cure! House Robot!
However, the owner of this storefront was far too low-profile. Even the neighboring shopkeepers around the Yorozuya had no idea when it had opened.
Some had wanted to come over and exchange greetings, but after knocking several times without being able to get the door open, they gave up. They had even begun to wonder whether anyone was inside the shop at all.
Such strange circumstances meant that not a single customer had ever come to the Yorozuya.
After all, with that slogan posted at the entrance, it would have been a miracle if it attracted any customers.
Yet it was precisely because of its oddity that people nearby spread word of it, passing around the Yorozuya's name by word of mouth.
At first, many people simply laughed it off or treated it as a joke.
But gradually, the existence of this Yorozuya reached the ears of certain upper-middle-class figures who knew about Nen abilities.
Especially since some of them were troubled by certain problems???
On one bright night when neither the wind nor the moon was particularly dark.
A modified car slowly pulled up in front of the Yorozuya.
A bodyguard who also served as the driver, dressed in a black suit, got out and opened the rear door.
With the driver-bodyguard's support, a person climbed out of the car, wrapped from head to toe so thoroughly that it was impossible to see what they looked like underneath.
"Miss, this is the place."
The driver-bodyguard bent over and spoke respectfully.
When his miss gave a