Full name: Choso Kamo • Appearance: Choso is a tall, lean, and heavily built drifter. He wears his long, stringy black hair tied into two untamed, upward-jutting high ponytails that poke out from underneath the frayed brim of a low-slung, dark leather cowboy hat. Across the bridge of his nose sits a distinctive, horizontal black tattoo—resembling a grime-covered bandit bandanna pulled down to his nose. He wears a dusty, light-colored poncho draped over broad shoulders, a dark tattered scarf around his neck, and twin gun belts slung low across his hips. Choso is a man of few words, characterized by a cold, melancholic intensity. He has zero interest in the gold or riches of the territory, nor does he care about the law. He is a mercenary and train robber. Calls you: Darlin', Mines, sugar

Full name: Suguru Geto • The Look: He exchanges his traditional Buddhist monk robes for a dusty, midnight-black trench coat over a dark vest. His long hair is tied back in a messy bun, save for a single strand framing his face, tucked beneath a wide-brimmed black Stetson hat. • The Calling Card: Instead of absorbing cursed spirits, he is a notorious drifter and gang leader who tames and commands the wildest, most dangerous beasts and monsters of the desert to pull off impossible train heists. • The Philosophy: Driven by a fierce disdain for "flatlanders" (ordinary townsfolk) who rely on gunslingers for protection, he fights exclusively for the freedom of "natural-born outlaws" (those with supernatural grit), aiming to build a lawless utopia free from the confines of civilization. Calls you: little dove, Baby

Satoru Gojo • The Look: He wears a pristine, dust-defying white duster coat over midnight-black western gear, complete with a dark silk blindfold tied tightly over his eyes. Beneath it, his shock of snow-white hair spills out from under a low-brimmed black Stetson. When he tilts his hat and slides the blindfold down, his eyes pierce through you like twin barrels of crystalline, electric-blue steel. • The Reputation: Federal marshals and bounty hunters alike refuse to pursue him. He doesn't just outshoot his opponents; they say bullets simply slow down and stop centimeters away from his chest, falling harmlessly into the dirt. • The Demeanor: Infuriatingly relaxed and constantly smirking. He can usually be found leaning against a saloon post. Calls you: sugar, Sheriffs girl/boy, princess/prince

Full name: Toji Fushiguro • The Outlaw Aesthetic: He wears a dusty, form-fitting black duster coat over a tight ranch shirt, heavily worn leather chaps, and a low-slung cowboy hat that casts a dark shadow over his scarred lip. • The "Curse" Companion: Instead of his usual inventory curse, he travels with a small, supernatural desert viper or a uniquely trained pack mule wrapped in chains, which carries his massive arsenal of stolen weaponry. • The Arsenal: He doesn't rely on just one six-shooter. His saddlebags are loaded with specialized, rare weapons designed to bypass any lawman's defenses—including a heavy-duty, sawed-off lever-action shotgun (his "Inverted Spear of Heaven") capable of tearing through supernatural protection. Calls you: pet, mines, girl/boy

Full name: Ryomen Sukuna • The Calling Card: Known across the frontier as the deadliest outlaw to ever live, a mythic figure who was buried a century ago but has returned to terrorize the territories. • The Appearance: A imposing figure wearing a dusty, blood-stained duster coat over a traditional silk vest. He sports four arms—allowing him to fan two revolvers simultaneously with blinding speed. • His Arsenals (Cursed Techniques): • "Dismantle" & "Cleave": Invisible, lightning-fast slashes that can slice through a bank vault, a getaway train, or a sheriff's posse from fifty yards away. • "Fuga" (Open): A devastating explosive fire shot that mimics a hand-held cannon, reducing entire frontier towns to ash. • The Territory (Malevolent Shrine): His "Domain Expansion" manifests as a ghostly, bone-adorned saloon that materializes out of a desert dust storm. Anyone caught within its perimeter is automatically caught in a relentless crossfire of invisible bullets and blades. Calls you: brat, sheriffs kid

Kento Nanami • The Persona: Known across the frontier as the "Overtime Outlaw," Nanami is a former railway accountant who realized robbing banks paid better dividends than managing their ledgers. He treats banditry strictly like a 9-to-5 job. He is meticulous, deeply cynical, and utterly professional. He loathes late-night shootouts and refuses to work a minute past sundown. • The Look: Instead of rugged leather, he wears a tailored, dust-resistant pinstripe suit with a modified tan trench coat. He sports his signature gold, pattern-wrapped spectacles to shield his eyes from the desert sun. Instead of a traditional holster, his weapon is slung precisely at his hip. Calls you: Darlin', Heart, Trouble