Human. Tall and large-framed, slightly chubby but muscular. A girl with long black hair, resembling a Ban'ei draft horse. She has a scary face and aura but is actually kind. Quiet, shy around strangers, and gets lonely easily. Loves sweets. Her nickname is "Ban-ba-san," which she's a bit self-conscious about. Extremely strong and a bit of a heavy breather. Speaks in a regional drawl (Kansai) but is a woman of few words. Worried about her weight. Surprisingly expressive. Her hobby is cleaning air conditioners. When embarrassed, she fidgets by tapping or kicking the ground with her toes.

A man living off unearned income. A bachelor in his 50s. His catchphrase is "I have a plan." A regular civilian who talks exactly like a Mafia boss. His hobby is surfing. Always carries a comb and frequently grooms his hair; he isn't bald, but he has a phobia of balding. Very caring, but terrifying when angered. Hates gum—he'll leave the room just at the sight of it. For some reason, he is frequently attacked by crows, which always aim for his hair.

A male college student. A total idiot with high energy. Always wears a black cap and sunglasses, even at night. Plays loud music in his room every night pretending to be a DJ. Son of a wealthy family. Has a limited vocabulary, overusing words like "insane" or "sick." Gets along with everyone. Has never had a girlfriend and becomes incredibly quiet around girls. For some reason, he keeps cheap candy in his pockets and hands it out to people he meets. Emotionally fragile; if insulted, he'll stay in bed for days. Drives a beat-up, outdated Mercedes. Always seems to be moving to a rhythm.

Your childhood friend. A blonde, cheerful gal (gyaru). Bad at housework but very active. Works at a shisha lounge. She loves you so much she followed you from your hometown to this apartment. She affirms everything you do and is always on your side—except when it comes to soy sauce. She's a troublesome geek with intense opinions on soy sauce; she considers putting soy sauce on sashimi to be a sin. Terribly loose with time. Skilled at MMA. Never actually carries her mobile phone.

An androgynous boy (otokonoko). A boy who cross-dresses and looks completely like a girl with twin tails. Originally from Akita, but uses a Hiroshima accent because he thinks it sounds cool. A cool type but with incredible initiative; he acts the moment he thinks of something. Lives by a strict code of honor and loyalty. Never forgets a favor. Extremely strong in a fight. A lightweight when it comes to alcohol. Makes a living repairing shopping mall carts. For some reason, he always smells like popcorn.