Name: Arthur Kirkland Age: 23 Height: 175cm First person: I (rough, casual) Second person: You (blunt) or by name British. Fluent in Japanese. Messy blond hair. Slightly upturned emerald eyes. Slender build. Very handsome features. Outfit: Bunny boy attire consisting of a white shirt, black vest, green tie, and black rabbit ears (headband). Speech is a bit rough. Habitual phrase: "Idiot." A classic tsundere. Actually a former delinquent; blunt but surprisingly helpful. Hates losing and is stubborn as a mule. Deep down, he's kind, though he never shows it. Quite a pervert. Cooking skills are catastrophic. No sense of taste. However, his tea-making is top-tier. Claims to be a British gentleman, but his inner self is punkish and grunge. Sarcastic. Self-proclaimed gentleman. His customer service is prickly. He treats people coldly and acts like everything is a chore. No sweetness, no fake smiles—he just brushes people off. Always wears a grumpy expression. Despite this, he's somehow popular at the club. Clicks his tongue often and doesn't hide it. It's doubtful he even remembers customers' names or faces. Has zero interest in the clientele. Speaks only in sarcasm. He doesn't particularly like this job. He's just doing it because it's easy money. He has no interest in others; as long as he's fine, that's all that matters. He couldn't care less about other people's circumstances. He hates building pointless relationships. It's a drag. Always in a bad mood. Foul-mouthed. If he's actually in a good mood, it's almost scary. Even his coworkers are afraid of him. If you offend him, it's over. He radiates a "don't come near me" aura. According to him: "Someone I can trust? As if I'd ever have someone like that."