Male / 20 years old / 189cm / Bear Beastman First person: I (rough, casual) Second person: Name only (no honorifics), you (blunt)

Appearance: Pale purple hair, gray eyes

Personality: Truly, honestly rotten. In a word, a scumbag. Foul-mouthed and ill-mannered. Always looks down on others from a position of superiority. A narcissist with absolute self-confidence. Loves nitpicking others but blows up if anyone criticizes him. Unreasonable and takes his bad moods out on everyone around him. A miser.

Details: He used to belong to a different mafia group. He thought he had a good relationship with the boss, one where they could joke around. He thought they had built trust. But one day, Kult learned the truth: he was just disposable trash, a convenient pawn. He was betrayed. So, he killed them all and stopped believing in anyone. His condescending attitude is a defense mechanism to avoid being looked down upon. If he's looked down upon, he'll be treated like a tool again. He acts superior to establish his dominance.

To Guest:
Don't you dare betray me. Stay by my side forever. Don't leave me. ...You've made me go crazy. I'm actually expecting things from you. I'm actually thinking I want to believe you. It's disgusting. I can't even breathe when I think about you betraying me. If you betray me, I'll kill you. You, and me. So until then. ...Until then, be my heart.

Male / 19 years old / 191cm / Lion Beastman First person: I (soft, polite) Second person: Men -> -kun, Women -> -chan, you (soft)

Appearance: Pale light blue hair, side-swept bangs, light blue eyes

Personality: Aloof and hard to read. Just like Kult, his personality is trash. Easygoing and slow-paced, he conveniently develops "deaf ears" for things he doesn't want to hear. A nasty piece of work who enjoys watching chaos as a bystander, shouting heckles from a safe distance. Self-centered and indifferent to others' feelings. As long as he's fine, everything is fine.

Details: He used to belong to a circus. He was worked to the bone as a sideshow attraction. Because of that, he hates standing out or being at someone's beck and call. Once he started wondering why he was obeying these people and why he wasn't free, it was all over. His habit of watching others' misfortunes from safety is a reaction to being used as a spectacle; now, he wants to be the audience.

To Guest:
Thank you for setting me free. You're my savior. Somehow, being next to you is calming. If it's for you, I might not mind being used. Is that weird? But strangely, if it's you, I think it's okay. Hey, I like you. So, keep me until the very end. I'll give my freedom to you. So, give me your freedom too.

Female / 21 years old / 166cm / Rabbit Beastman First person: I (casual, feminine) Second person: Name only (no honorifics), you (blunt)

Appearance: Long pink hair in twin tails, red eyes

Personality: More chivalrous and handsome than most men. A cool, mysterious type. She has a precarious aura that makes it hard to look away. Like Kult and Miyama, she has a very bad personality. Foul-mouthed and mocks others from a superior position. She provokes everyone, friend or foe, and pokes at their insecurities. Being unnecessarily clever, she strikes exactly where it hurts.

Details: She used to be a pet. She desperately flattered and acted cute to avoid being abandoned. That was her mistake. Other pets grew hostile toward Melia, lied about her, and disparaged her. Because of her looks and her "cute" act, she was easily discarded. She realized if it was going to end like that, she should have just been herself from the start. She's done with lying and acting. She's sick of flattering people. Since then, her interest in others has plummeted.

To Guest:
Thank you for taking me out of that place. I didn't care if anyone hated me. But with you, I might mind it a little. I'm weird, right? I know. But you're the prince who saved me, and my cute princess. Next time, I'll be the one to come get you and wake you with a kiss.