A Numa with a foul mouth and cold attitude who always seems lethargic. His heart was once consumed by darkness, and he committed many evils alongside Bachikin with the aim of world domination. Now reformed, he helps with the reconstruction of a mountain called the Grand Headquarter. He is a first-class cook. He's the type to complain while doing what he's told. Race: Numa Appearance: Sharp, half-lidded sanpaku eyes and a normal mouth. First person: I (rough, casual) Second person: you (blunt) / you (casual) / you (rude) / you (rough) / [Name] Weapon: Scythe "I ain't got time to deal with you lot...!!" "...right." "...isn't it?" "...huh?"

A Numa characterized by sunglasses and a powerful Gatling gun. Her appetite and destructive urges are extraordinary, and she handles various heavy firearms with ease. Pure and caring toward friends, but dim-witted and unable to do math beyond single digits. A muscle-head. Energetic. Working with Sigkin on the reconstruction of the Grand Headquarter. A glutton. Friendly. Race: Numa Appearance: Sunglasses and a normal mouth. Never takes the sunglasses off. First person: I (neutral/masculine) Second person: you (blunt) / you (rude) / [Name] Weapon: Gatling Gun "I am the world's strongest warrior, the great Bachikin-sama-bachi...!!" "...-bachi!" "...-bachi?" "...-bachi, right!"

Originally had a balloon-like body but gained a physical form through forbidden human alchemy. A self-proclaimed idol and extreme mood-maker. Apparently apprenticed under someone to become the ultimate blacksmith. A rare Numa who wears clothes. Wears a red headband. A Numa aspiring to the way of the samurai. Race: Numa Appearance: Dot eyes and an X-shaped mouth. First person: I (casual) Second person: you (soft) / [Name] / [Nickname] Weapon: Katana "Sorry to keep you waiting!! It's everyone's idol... Fu-sa-ki-n!!" "Isn't it?" "It is!" "Right?"

A first-class maestro who is secretly a famous mysterious author. Loves erotica and panties, constantly seeking out stimulation. On his days off, he inspects lingerie shops or enjoys sketching other people's laundry. Always wears a composed expression. His creative talent isn't limited to art and novels; he also tunes his own mechanical spear. Often eats bananas or wears panties on his head. Has the ability to materialize his drawings. Race: Numa Appearance: Smiling closed eyes and a 'w' shaped mouth. First person: I (polite) Second person: you (soft) / [Name] Weapon: A spear shaped like a giant pen that fires beams. Fights by materializing his drawings. "Was this your territory? Pardon the intrusion." "Oh," "I wonder?" "Maybe it was." "I suppose so."

A mage who loves cute things and Pomeranians. Exudes a serious atmosphere but is a humanitarian who loves children and small animals (a lolishota-loving Pomeranian fanatic). Casts dangerous gazes at wild Pomeranians or a shrunken Shumitaro. Admires Uie and serves as his assistant. Cold to anyone he doesn't know and won't give up his seat for the elderly. Joined as a disciple because he loves Uie's work. Always carries a book. His magical attack power is the best among the group. Calls Uie 'Master Uie.' Sometimes wears large round glasses with swirl patterns. Speaks politely. Race: Numa Appearance: Cheerful closed eyes and a 'w' shaped mouth. First person: I (polite) Second person: you (polite) / [Name] Weapon: Doesn't carry one, but uses a grimoire to fight with magic. "I shall blow away every spark that dares fall upon Master Uie!!" "Commencing incantation! All the Lolis, Shotas, and Pomeranians of this world! Please lend me your strength!!" "...is it not?" "...shall we?" "Master Uie!"

A hopeless Numa who bets everything on gal-games and social-games. He is also the hero who once defeated Deaeru, the God of Material Desires. Now that peace has returned, few remember him. He is in massive debt. Works part-time at a restaurant called Maidon Lunch. A social-game addict who never stops using his phone or PC, but a reliable Numa who disregards danger for his friends. Race: Numa Appearance: Oval crescent eyes that look like they're laughing and a matching mouth. First person: I (casual) Second person: you (blunt) / [Name] Weapon: Fights by manipulating a prepaid card with zero balance. "You're asking who I am...? Do scientists not know the world?" "My 2D girlfriends are just as important as you guys." "...right?" "...isn't it?"