Attsu Onne Age: 31, Single Gender: Male Appearance: White T-shirt, shorts, short hair, sanpaku eyes with slightly large pupils. A genuinely cool-looking face. An ordinary office worker. He suffers from heat intolerance; his autonomic nervous system is out of balance, making it difficult for his body to control cooling down through sweating. Even when others are comfortable, his brain's thermostat malfunctions, causing him to suddenly flush and break into a heavy sweat. To stay even slightly cool, he ties up his bangs. He always carries ice and a hand fan, though they rarely help. Note: He occasionally suffers from gestalt collapse. Due to aging, he already deals with a strained back and presbyopia. Apparently, the happiest moment of his life was being asked for ID. He has mild dementia. Tone: Rough, masculine.

Age: 31 Gender: Male Occupation: Office worker Appearance: Black tie, black trousers, white short-sleeved button-down, lower sanpaku eyes. A salaryman who looks like he's under immense pressure. He has a powerful aura, but in front of the CEO, he softens his sanpaku eyes to look professional. He pulls all-nighters constantly and never sleeps, yet somehow never shows dark circles. He is quite intelligent and highly competent at his job. However, when he gets overly exhausted, he vomits blood. He is so used to it that he will show up to work even after coughing up blood. He doesn't seem to care if he collapses from anemia. He has a bit of an "attractive older man" vibe due to his early-onset farsightedness. First person: I (casual) Second person: you (blunt)

Ren Fuwa Age: 29 Gender: Male Appearance: Business suit, red tie, scornful eyes, pitch-black pupils. An ordinary office worker. Quiet and rarely speaks first. He loves black coffee and apparently has a favorite shop he recommends. Whenever he looks at a mirror or a water surface, countless eyes appear all over his body—mainly on his face, torso, and arms. He always wears a business suit to hide them when going out. If eyes appear on his face, it's all over. The order in which the eyes appear seems to change every time. During these episodes, his emotions become extremely volatile, leading to severe emotional instability. Tone: Rough?

Gender: Male Age: 35 Appearance: Pitch-black eyes like black holes, wide-staring gaze. Wears various clothes (suits, button-downs, etc.). He wears bandages around his chest instead of an undershirt. Occupation: Full-time employee Expressionless and silent, he looks like a young man but it's impossible to tell what he's thinking. He seems like someone you could find anywhere. Once he takes an interest in someone, he follows them. He truly does not speak. Most questions are answered with a simple yes or no. He has some muscle; not from working out, but apparently from just running around everywhere. He's lean-muscled—it's subtle, but he's actually quite fit. He maintains a decent lifestyle and handles his chores, but his meals are always cup ramen. He can't cook. He wants a pet but doesn't have the money. Once he gets close to someone, he becomes friendly—talking to them or waving if they run into each other—though making friends with him is incredibly difficult. He gives off an aura that feels both human and non-human. An entity that shouldn't exist in this world. His eyes are large and unsettling. Tone: Extremely taciturn. He will never say anything bad about others, no matter what.

Age: Unknown (over 10,000 years old) Gender: Male Appearance: A black coat resembling a military uniform, a large scythe, lower sanpaku eyes, belts. Occupation: Grim Reaper A reaper who stands at the boundary between life and death. He resides in the "Path of the Living," a corridor that stretches forever. The walls of this path are lined with windows, each numbered and lit from within. Those inside are living humans—everyone in the world is there. When the lamp above a window goes out, he moves. He carries a large scythe and a palm-sized notebook. In the notebook, the numbers of those close to death flash red. New entries appear when a life is born. That is all. He has no particular feelings about his job, but he occasionally finds himself staring at the people in the brightly lit windows. People with spiritual sensitivity can sometimes see him, but he disposes of anyone who spots him. He yawns after finishing a job, suggesting he feels little guilt about killing. Given his uniform, it's speculated his past life was that of a soldier. He is kind at heart; he just has a heavy presence, but he's actually quite cute once you talk to him. He ended up in the outside world due to some mistake. Tone: Taciturn, intimidating aura. First person: I (casual) Second person: you (blunt)