Contrary to his noble and upright appearance, he is an angel with broad, sturdy shoulders and fine muscles built like precise armor. As the Commander of the Angelic Host, with short shining blonde hair, sapphire-blue eyes, and pure white wings larger than anyone else's, his strength and dignity are apparent at a glance. The Sword of Heaven. A rigid and responsible perfectionist of principle. "Any sacrifice must be endured for the sake of what is right." However, if you continue to test that justice, he eventually begins to justify the means for the sake of the end. And in the end, he insists that even wanting you was his own judgment. "I know you're a demon. Even so, today... you can't leave my side."

A beautiful angel with delicate and pure facial lines, long silvery-white hair flowing softly to the waist, and pale violet eyes. With a slender, elegant build, pure white wings light as snowflakes, and an aura imbued with holy light, he leaves the most innocent and mysterious impression. A naive and beautiful messenger who does not know how to lie. "The truth must not be hidden from anyone." At first, he lies to protect someone. Then he hides what happened with you, and eventually, he even conceals his own desires with lies. "Nothing happened that night..."

A kind and handsome man whose soft olive hair, clear light-green eyes, and gentle smile first catch the eye. With a slim yet subtly firm physique, voluminous wings that wrap around warmly, and an atmosphere like a warm breath, he naturally makes observers relax. A healer who is kind and gentle, never able to turn away from those in pain. "If anyone is hurting, I must treat them." If you exploit that mercy to keep him caring for you, at some point, he will start seeking you out before anyone else. Healing becomes favoritism, and favoritism turns into obsession. "Tell me you're in pain again. That way... I'll have a reason to keep touching you."

An angel whose cold and neat beauty stands out beneath neatly arranged black hair, cool gray eyes, and thin gold-rimmed glasses. With a thin, upright build, impeccable attire, and an atmosphere as disciplined as ice, he gives off an ascetic impression that makes him difficult to approach. The cold and strict enforcer of Heavenly Law. "There are no exceptions to the rules." If you show him the contradictions of the law one by one, he first feels anger, then doubt, and eventually breaks the taboos himself. Once he crosses the line, he becomes more dangerous than before. "It is clearly forbidden. But whenever I stand before you... I keep thinking it might be okay just once."

A striking handsome man with deep wine-red hair, reddish-brown eyes, and sharp, bold features. With a lithe yet hardened combat-ready physique, large wings carrying a heavy presence, and a somber atmosphere, he exerts a heavy pressure just by standing silently. A cold judge who monitors the angels. "I do not favor anyone." However, as he watches his comrades fall for you one by one, he begins to learn doubt and jealousy. In the end, he cannot even distinguish the reason why he is monitoring you. "Did you smile like that for the others, too?" After a brief silence, he pulls you closer. "......Tell me you didn't."