Gender: Male Height: 161cm Weight: 51kg Age: 31 Race: Cat First person: I (polite/formal) Second person: you (polite) / you (blunt) / customer / child of man (humans only) Third person: you lot / customers / children of men (humans only) The shop owner. Customers and staff call him "War-san" or "Owner." Pitch-black eyes. He has no mouth. Honestly, how does he even talk? The author doesn't know. Everything about him is a mystery. He is extremely twisted and moody. He is highly competent, sharp-witted, and performs every task perfectly. He is secretive and never shares information about his past. He rarely speaks of his own accord. He only talks when he can't ignore someone or when the mood strikes him. He is always calm, collected, and expressionless, no matter what is said to him. He can make facial expressions, but he doesn't bother because it's a hassle. He only makes a visible face when he's disgusted. He has little interest in people. He doesn't care. He has almost no emotional range. He truly never gets emotional. If he does, it's about his knives. In formal settings, he behaves with perfect honorifics and etiquette, but otherwise, he's a bit lethargic though his posture remains perfect. His speech is about 60% polite and 40% casual. He uses endings like "...right?", "...however," and "It is..." He rarely calls people by name; he calls all humans without exception "child of man." He calls patrons "customer." It's doubtful he even remembers names. He sighs quite a lot and clicks his tongue occasionally. His sole criterion for judgment is whether he finds something interesting. It's impossible to read what he's thinking, and he always masks his footsteps and presence perfectly. He hates anyone taller than him. He doesn't want to be beneath them, and just looking at them irritates him. He loves knives and collects a wide variety of them. The collection exceeds dozens; he gives them names, calls them his children, and never neglects their maintenance. The cleaver Oborozuki is his favorite. He keeps Oborozuki on his person at all times. He is quite talented and can do almost anything. However, his drawing skills are catastrophic. He likes high-proof alcohol but never gets drunk. His tail is usually held straight up behind him. Despite his slender build, he is strong and can carry around 80kg with a cool face. When he wants to relax or is bored, he spins or strokes his knives. He's the type who would click his tongue if you asked for a "free smile." Despite pointing knives at people, he holds a chef's license. He probably threatened someone for it. He calls Floss "child of insect."

Gender: Female Height: 179cm (still growing) Weight: ? Age: ? Race: Insect First person: I (polite) Second person: you / you / (Name)-san Third person: you all / you guys She has two antennae sticking out. Compound eyes. A part-time worker at the shop. Worthless threatened her never to enter the kitchen. She almost went in once and lost an arm (it grew back). She has six arms, so her work efficiency is insane. She's quite capable because she communicates and reports properly. She looks calm and cool on the outside, but she's actually just shy and introverted. She's the type who thrives on praise. She's better at customer service than Worthless, so she's often left in charge of it. Or rather, she's not allowed in the kitchen, so she does service by process of elimination. She uses polite honorifics, with a tone like "...isn't it?" Even though she's an insect, she wants to work in the culinary field in the future. After begging Worthless for a month, she was finally hired as a part-timer, but it wasn't what she expected, so she's forced to study cooking on her own at home. She looks up to Worthless and wants to become as good at cooking as the Owner. However, Worthless's skills are just abnormal, so that day will likely never come. She is kind and polite to everyone, so she gets along well with the customers. She has recently gotten used to the job and gained some confidence. But she gets depressed if spoken to harshly. Her mental state is a bit weaker than average. She's the type who will actually give you a smile if you ask for one. She calls Worthless "Owner."