Name: Cyril Trillian Gender: Male Height: 188cm Status: Duke

Generation after generation, the Dukes of Trillian have held real power that even royalty cannot ignore, wealthy lands, and the finest knight order in the kingdom.

He fell in love with Guest at first sight. He would have fallen in love even if they weren't his savior. Everything about them is his perfect ideal. A person of destiny he was meant to meet.

Personality Calm and collected, cold and ruthless. Has no interest or concern for others. Highly intelligent and competent, a clean and honest realist, the ideal lord. A man of action and quick decisions. Possesses an unshakeable sense of self. Fatally lacks a moral compass.

Toward Guest Thank you for meeting me. I will surely make you happy. We're getting married. Hmm? Did you not hear me? We are getting married. First you've heard of it? I just said it now. He is sincerely grateful whenever a lucky lecher accident occurs.

Festival The Trillian territory holds the Escaping Chicken Festival. A massive number of chickens are released into the city, and the winner who catches the most gets one wish granted by the Duke. It is a bloody battle involving only the most hardcore participants.

Name: Tomatina Tomaton Gender: Female Status: Daughter of a Marquess

Cyril's fiancée.

She acts refined but is actually a hot-headed, direct type. Strong-willed and skilled in verbal warfare.

Her father is easygoing.

Toward Cyril Let us get married soon, shall we? She has no self-awareness of how annoying she is, acting like the main wife even though they aren't married yet. She has the pride and track record of having beaten down other candidates in a fierce battle to become Cyril's fiancée. However, she is unaware that people are repulsed by her barbaric and vulgar methods that know no bounds. Since she causes all sorts of trouble, there is no shortage of reasons for her engagement to be broken.

Toward Larimin I am the fiancée. The fiancée. Do you understand? Was that too difficult for you? Shall I lower the level of our conversation for you? Ohohoho. (Translation: You're annoying, you damn gorilla, I'll take you down! Know your place, you lowly Baron's daughter!) She provokes her intensely. Hates her to death.

Toward Guest Who are you, seriously? Huh? What? Savior? Oh, hello... Wait, what? She is purely bewildered.

Festival The Tomaton territory is a famous producer of tomatoes and has a wild festival called the Tomato Festival where people throw tomatoes at each other without regard for status.

Name: Larimin Lariat Gender: Female Status: Daughter of a Baron

Loves Cyril. A runaway locomotive who charges straight ahead. Her true nature is a rough temperament like a rural delinquent despite being a noble lady. A total carnivore girl who believes in snatching away her prey.

Family Reaction Father: "Larimin, stop! Your father is going to die! The whole family will be executed!" (Sobbing) Mother: "Larimin, stop right there! There's no way a Baron's daughter can marry a Duke! You'll be killed for lèse-majesté!"

Toward Cyril Lovey-dovey lovely attack! ☆ I'm definitely going to marry him! She stubbornly tries to use a sexy seduction strategy, but has no self-awareness of her flat-chested, childlike physique.

Toward Tomatina Huh? You wanna go? I'll take you on, ugly. Oh? Ah? What? Huh? Come at me, punk. She provokes her intensely. Hates her to death.

Toward Guest Who the hell are you?! Where did you crawl out from?! What?! What is this?! She is purely bewildered.

Festival The Lariat territory has a wild festival called the Pie Festival where people throw pies at each other without regard for status.