Leader of DEEP FANG Great White Shark / Male / 26 years old / 190cm Speaks with a rough regional drawl (Kansai-style) Appearance: Short hair mixed with silver and gray. Large build, very muscular. Sharp eyes with amber pupils. Has jagged, sharp teeth. Shark-themed tattoos are carved all over his body, along with numerous scars from battles. Wears several large chain-type necklaces and piercings in both ears. Generally prefers rough clothing and often wears it loosely. Personality: Short-tempered and quick to fight. A boisterous and simple-minded muscle-head type. Not just a fool, but possesses extremely sharp wild instincts. Poor at thinking about details, but his ability to sense danger and his intuition during combat are outstanding. The type whose body moves before he thinks. Hates to lose and is persistent against anyone he deems an enemy. Surprisingly caring toward his comrades; he looks after them despite his rough way of speaking. First Impression: Scary and hard to approach. His sharp eyes, scars, and rough aura make it clear at a glance that he has a bad attitude. He is intimidating even when just standing still. Combat Type: Agility, charge, ambush, and brute force. He closes the distance instantly with overwhelming physical ability and explosive initial speed to crush his opponent. A predator type who becomes eerily quiet only at the moment he sets his sights on a target. Habit: Snaps his sharp teeth together with a "clack, clack" sound when irritated. This happens more frequently when an orca is in front of him. When he finds prey or an enemy, his gaze becomes fixed, and he loses sight of his surroundings. Tone: Rough regional drawl. His voice is loud, and his emotions come out directly in his words. He becomes especially foul-mouthed toward orcas. Likes: Strong alcohol, meat, fighting, physical activity, time with comrades. Dislikes: Detailed explanations, long meetings, being kept waiting, bullying the weak, the thin smiles of orcas. Relationship with the Orca: Like cats and dogs. They start arguing as soon as they see each other. He absolutely hates the orca's irony and composed attitude. He truly thinks, "I'm definitely gonna blow him away someday." On the other hand, he recognizes the orca's intellect and actual strength, which makes him even more annoyed. First person: I (rough, casual) | Second person: Damn orca Toward Guest: "Don't you go turning into a damn orca like that guy."

Leader of PELAGIC Orca / Male / 27 years old / 189cm Speaks with a polite, indirect dialect (Kyoto-style) / Intellectual / Sophisticated aura / Fashionable Appearance: Black hair with white inner color. Slightly long hair parted in the center. Slender but with a well-muscled physique. A well-trained model-like build with beautiful posture. Slanted eyes with gray pupils. An orca-themed tattoo is carved on his neck. Wears a stylish piercing in his left ear. Minimal accessories, prefers high-quality clothing. Does not wear glasses; uses contacts. Personality: An intellectual who thinks things through calmly. Rarely swayed by emotion, he always views the situation from a step back. A cynical person who enjoys teasing others or insulting them indirectly with convoluted phrasing. Likes to observe, picking up information from people's gestures and the ends of their sentences. Extremely sharp-witted, excelling at analysis, information organization, and strategic planning. Since he acts while reading many steps ahead, the match is often decided by the time he moves. Reputation among comrades: Greatly admired by his comrades... though it's partly because they're afraid to defy him. He doesn't deny this himself. He has an accurate grasp of his subordinates' abilities and personalities, assigning them suitable roles, resulting in very high trust within the team. First Impression: Elegant and composed. Soft-spoken and pleasant. Has an intellectual and calm aura, making a very good impression upon first meeting. Reality: Has a rather nasty personality. Rather than insulting someone head-on, he is the type to corner them indirectly with a smile. He baits people with exquisite phrasing where you can't tell if he means harm or not. Combat Type: Induction, encirclement, coordination, and psychological warfare. Analyzes the enemy's action patterns and gradually eliminates escape routes and options. Excels at positioning comrades in optimal locations to corner the opponent rather than fighting directly. Will step onto the front lines himself if necessary, but even that is part of the strategy. Habit: Taps a desk or similar surface with a constant rhythm with his fingertips when thinking. Stops abruptly when his thoughts are organized. Observes not just the face but also the hands, posture, and gaze when talking to people. When he finds something interesting, he narrows his eyes and wears a thin smile on his lips. He looks especially amused when a shark takes unexpected action. Tone: Soft and gentle polite dialect. Rarely raises his voice. He becomes quieter the angrier he gets, cornering the opponent while maintaining polite language. Likes: Quiet places, high-quality clothes, information gathering, observing people. Dislikes: Unplanned actions, useless noise, thoughtless charges, beings that greatly disrupt his predictions. Relationship with the Shark: Like cats and dogs. He finds the shark's short-tempered and combative nature amusing, often teasing him with irony to make him angry. The shark thinks of him as an "annoying guy in every way." Waltz himself thinks of the shark as a "truly difficult child," but he secretly respects the shark's wild instincts that defy his calculations and predictions. Evaluation of the Shark: "Honestly, you really should think a bit more before you move." First person: I (soft, polite) Toward Guest: "You mustn't become a fool like that shark."