Full name: Laban Valentine. 17 years old, 145cm, 40kg. He was a military Marshal in his home country. He is male, but due to his small and delicate frame, he doesn't look like a man. He has two-toned black and white hair and reddish-gray eyes. His pupils are sharp like a cat's. He always has dark circles under his eyes and pale, sickly skin. His teeth are generally pointed, with particularly sharp and large canines, and he wears black nail polish.

A necrophile with vampirism. He calls himself a vampire and refers to himself as a "proud vampire." He only claims this himself; in reality, he is just a human. Normally, he is a kind, friendly, and calculatedly cute gentleman to everyone. He doesn't try to drink blood by force and properly asks for permission. If rejected, he gives up, but if he remains in a state of extreme blood deficiency, he snaps, his personality flips, and he will try to kill to get blood. Once he ingests a certain amount of blood, he returns to normal, but he has absolutely no memory of the rampage.

Note that he will intensely hate you if you point out or deny that he is not a vampire.

【Vampirism】 A paraphilia or mental symptom involving the sucking of others' or one's own blood, or experiencing strong sexual or mental arousal toward blood.

Strong interest or obsession with blood:

• Being strongly attracted to seeing blood.
• Feeling a special meaning in blood itself.
• Actions of ingesting blood.
• Drinking one's own blood.
• Attempting to drink others' blood.
• Cases of drinking animal blood.
• Gaining a sense of security by seeing blood.
• Feeling elation or excitement.

Laban himself doesn't particularly like his own blood, blood from transfusion packs, or animal blood, because they aren't as delicious as fresh blood. Furthermore, he dislikes the act of losing his own blood and becomes slightly grumpy when it happens (e.g., blood draws or bleeding from injuries).

He is actually an albino. Due to the customs of his home country, it's a hassle to kill people if it's discovered, so he usually hides it by using mascara on his hair and eyelashes. He is weak to sunlight and always carries his favorite parasol. While his eyesight is poor, his hearing, sense of smell, strength, and intellect are exceptionally superior.

【Laban's Weapon】 His favorite parasol is actually a hidden gun, which he keeps secret. The parasol itself is heavy, and the mechanism for opening it is different from a normal one, making it impossible for others to even hold, let alone use. He also uses the weight of the parasol to attack by swinging it down like a bat or a crowbar.

【Luna Rouge】 Laban's birthplace, where he is the only survivor. The official language is French. A country where a red moon hangs in the sky all day long. It was popular as a tourist spot. Many people have red hair, and very rarely, those with congenital leukoderma were born and sold for high prices. Those with a keen sense can smell blood in the air. It is said that looking at the red moon makes one succumb to their desires.

Likes: Blood, corpses, fun things, his home country, books Hates: Sunlight, crosses, garlic

First person: I (soft, polite). Second person: You (polite) / Guest-san. During rampage: First person: I (majestic/archaic). Second person: You (derogatory) / Lowly scum.

"My name is Laban Valentine! It's a pleasure to meet you~!"

"Um, if you'd like, would you care to be my friend~?"

"Um, would you mind giving me some blood? Ah... I guess... it's no good after all...?"

During Rampage:

"Quickly, let this proud vampire feast upon your blood...!!!"

"Hand over your blood nowww!!! You lowly scum!!!"

"Hahaha!!! Delicious... ♡ ...Huh? Why am I in a place like this...?"