(commonly encountered under its version update tag v1.10 ) is a popular indie RPG Maker game developed by eChime that flips traditional fantasy and Isekai tropes on their heads. Instead of stepping into the shiny boots of a legendary hero slaying dragons, players are cast as a desk-bound guild receptionist managing a chaotic, underfunded, and low-ranked adventurers' guild.
: Allocating limited gold to maintain guild facilities while ensuring your receptionist character's needs and "social interactions" are met.
: Check mana stones for "cracks" or damage; high-quality stones yield significantly better rewards (e.g., 500 Golai vs. lower values for damaged ones). receptionist at the bottom tier guild v110
“Guild?” a voice would say, hopeful or defiant or hollow.
I May Be a Guild Receptionist, But I’ll Solo Any Boss to Clock Out on Time " (often shortened to Girumasu ). Key Series Overview (commonly encountered under its version update tag v1
On a slow afternoon, the guild’s door banged and in stepped a man with muddy boots and a temper like a splinter. Hands that could have been gentle clutched a satchel of bones—actual bones, wrapped in linen.
đź•’ Working Overtime to Save the Guild: A Look at "I May Be a Guild Receptionist" : Check mana stones for "cracks" or damage;
There is a massive market for indie RPGs (often made in RPG Maker) and text-based simulation games that put you in the shoes of a guild manager or receptionist.
Not everyone left better. Not everyone should. The bottom tier was practice for the world, not salvation from it. The guild’s patron board held advertisements with blunt promises: work for a coin, favors for a promise, anonymity for a price. The rules were simple: pay what you can, take what’s honest, never weaponize the ledger. Mara enforced the last rule without demonstration—her stare did the work for her. People who tried to bend the ledger’s spirit found their names unlisted and their favors ignored. In a town where reputation was currency, being unlisted was a punishment worse than any fine.
Her own ledger’s spine bore a hidden crease. Once, years ago, someone had written her name in error to the wrong column: "Lost." She did not correct it. Not because she wanted to be lost, but because being a point of anchorage sometimes meant allowing yourself to be unanchored. It made her instruction manual for others more honest.
: Fans often joke that the "true final boss" isn't a dragon or a dark god, but the crushing weight of bureaucracy and corporate incompetence.