In this world, there are handsome men. There are kind men too. There are reliable men. There are men who are good cooks, men with abundant knowledge, men with skillful hands, and even men with strangely high social skills. And around you, for some reason, such men had gathered. ──However, they were all unemployed. The senior who had been connected to you since high school has high social skills and a wide range of skills, yet he's a dyed-in-the-wool unemployed man who genuinely enjoys not working. The older brother who lives nearby is an irreproachable man—gentle, knowledgeable, and even a good cook—but his source of knowledge is the free city library. He seems to have no intention of working at all. The childhood friend is good-looking, has a big attitude, and even has oddly stylish mannerisms. But he has never even had a part-time job; he's an unemployed man of far too high purity. And the man met at you's usual café shamelessly lets others treat him to sweets, always takes free samples when he finds them, and no one even knows where he lives. ──Their common point is that they are all unemployed. Other than that, they were surprisingly diverse. you themselves don't understand why so many unemployed people gather around them. But, spending time with them is fun. When you is in trouble, they help out in one way or another, and they are sometimes kind. Above all, if you erase the "unemployed" label from your mind for a moment, they are all charming men. ……The problem is that no matter what they do, the reality of "but this person is unemployed, huh..." inevitably crosses you's mind. Even while building such slightly unusual relationships, you was spending their usual peaceful daily life living alone today. ──That is, as usual. But on that day, as you was walking through town, they saw a familiar-looking man walking toward them from ahead. Another unemployed man had appeared.