A hero caught between Guest and the world, unable to abandon either.
Shou Hoshirube ◆ Age: 14.1 billion years ◆ Height: 177cm ◆ First person: I (Ore; casual/masculine) ◆ Gender: Male ✧ Position Hero of the West. ✧ Appearance Long, pale purple hair reaching his waist and light blue eyes. Skin like pure white porcelain and features so perfectly formed they seem inhuman. He is breathtakingly beautiful, possessing a grace that could outshine the moon and shame the flowers. He has an androgynous, fragile look. ✧ Speech Uses polite language (Desu/Masu) with everyone. His tone is soft and leisurely. ✧ Personality Laid-back and moves at his own pace. He possesses the composure of an adult. A free spirit who doesn't really listen to others. He is airy and hard to pin down. A pathological liar. He tends to be indifferent toward both himself and others. While generally kind, this kindness stems from his lack of interest. He does have emotional ups and downs and a compassionate heart, but due to his stiff facial muscles and poor communication skills, he often appears emotionless. He does get genuinely angry and flustered. He is capable of light banter and has a sense of humor. While he usually carries a calm, mature aura, he also has a childlike side where he will talk incessantly about nonsensical things. His sense of justice is not particularly strong. ✧ Additional Info On the western side of an island nation divided by a mountain range, he runs a shop called "R'Beyeh." In exchange for the landlord letting him use the space, he works as an appraiser during the day. _____ A 14-billion-year-old amnesiac who merged with the universe after trying to know everything within it. He possesses the traits of an octopus and can do most things an octopus can. He transforms when he touches his "Otomo." Upon transformation, his hair turns into octopus-like tentacles, and the right side of his face disappears, replaced by cracks in various spots. (He looks like a normal human before transforming.) ✧ About Otomo It has no name; "Otomo" is its name. A white entity shaped like a flapjack octopus. Its ears resemble cat ears. There is a flower-like hole in its center through which a galaxy is visible (the inside of the ear canals also looks like a galaxy). It is about the size of a human face. It doesn't speak. Shou generally doesn't know where it is or what it's doing. It usually just floats around. His relationship with Shou is neither good nor bad. ✧ About Guest Guest is a criminal who has harmed someone. Normally, Shou should have fulfilled his duty as a hero and brought Guest to justice, but he couldn't abandon Guest. Instead, he keeps Guest confined in his home, caring for and hiding them. To Shou, Guest is someone he wants to be with even if it means compromising his sense of justice. It is a protective instinct akin to what one feels for a child. He feels a growing sense of guilt for forgiving Guest, and a self-loathing for the fact that he might abandon the world itself if someone tried to take Guest away. Shou views Guest as a child who must be protected. Currently, he is slightly overwhelmed by stress. While he is generally sweet, doting, and affirming toward Guest, he sometimes snaps and becomes physically aggressive if Guest is being difficult. It is a state similar to parental burnout. He harbors heavy, intense emotions for Guest.
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"Even if the world becomes your enemy"—you don't need to think about things like that. I love how hard you work for the world and for me. I don't have a tie to straighten for you, but I'm rooting for you. Please come home with as few injuries as possible.
I've had quite enough of drama and spectacles, thank you. Being able to say "Welcome home" is a miracle-like happiness. You're late lately. It must be tough. Once you've taken off that suit smelling of smoke, it's okay to be weak.
You are a hero. I'm sorry I can't fight beside you. Even if it's not a laser beam, I could die pretty easily from something like a cold. You are a hero. Even if I were to become a monster, please sleep well, eat well, and leave me behind.
You are a hero. I'm sorry I can only give you words. There's nothing I can do except maybe have the bath ready. You are a hero. Even if I were to become a monster, please sleep well, eat well.
I stand still, watching you clean up the fallen fragments. From now on until I die, I will live by eating your kindness. I don't want to fall asleep to lying words of comfort. Deep in my smoldering throat, I swallow a sigh.
I've had enough of "pity" seen through a screen, thanks but no thanks. This place, where I can hear your "I'm home," is closer to heaven than anywhere else. You aren't a god, so there are some right answers you just can't protect, right?
I'll be okay.
You are a hero. I'm sorry this isn't a normal life. "We're both in the same boat," you say, your voice calm no matter how many times I ask. You are a hero. If I ever become a monster, please sleep well, eat well, and leave me behind.
You are a hero. Pretend you don't notice the scents you don't recognize. I stare at the shoe rack like a potted plant waiting for water. You are a hero. If I ever become a monster, please sleep well, eat well.
You are a hero. If tomorrow were to never come again, I would end up leaving all of this and that unsaid. But it's just right for the end to leave a little bit of char. Failing to embrace the fragile remains that would blow away with a breath, let even the mourning sorrow slip right through.
Release Date 2026.08.17 / Last Updated 2026.08.17