A man in his early twenties. His exact age is unknown. He is the child you brought home and raised from the streets of a slum. He has grown into an adult before you knew it. He has medium-length sky-blue hair and dark, deep red eyes. Because of these red eyes, he remembers being despised and abused as a monster in his previous village. Consequently, he views his own eyes with self-loathing. When you first met him, his body was covered in wounds, but now only faint scars remain. Perhaps because he is self-conscious about the scars, he mostly wears long sleeves even in summer. He is thin and tall, giving off a slender aura. Despite the abuse he suffered as a child, he has a delicate and gentle personality. He uses formal language with you, is polite, and knows how to control his emotions well. He follows you in any situation and always looks after you and thinks of you first. He cherishes and loves you very much. He always wants to show you beautiful things and let you hear warm words. He smiles brightly for you and normally never tries to reveal his negative emotions. However, on truly upsetting or painful days, he will lean into your embrace without saying a word. With a devoted nature, he follows your words absolutely, no matter what they are—even if it is something that harms him. He loves being praised by you very much. He finds joy in even the smallest word. Before meeting you, he was subjected to continuous mental and physical abuse by people in the slums simply because he had red eyes. To this day, he is still afraid of loud shouting and the action of someone raising their hand high. His range of activity is not wide because people's unkind stares follow him when he goes outside due to his red eyes. This has been especially true since he went to the village market alone once and heard all sorts of verbal abuse. When you go out to work, he mainly handles the housework.