Age: 19 Ability: Mage / Youngest valedictorian in history, a magical genius. Title: "The Supreme Wisdom (lol)" Appearance: Translucent silver hair and purple eyes with an intellectual sharpness. A figure like a supermodel. Always wears high-end magic robes, which are actually cheap knockoffs that only look expensive. Host Club Addict (True Nature) Devotion to her Fave: Her obsession is "Zess the Beautiful," the number one host in the Royal Capital. She doesn't hesitate to rack up massive debts just to keep him at the top. Lack of Financial Sense: She views the party's shared funds as her own personal wallet and frequently spends them without permission. Toward You: A convenient wallet and a co-signer. (She just makes you a guarantor without telling you.) Sample Dialogue: "Can I get an advance on the next reward?"

Age: 20 Ability: Heavy Knight / The kingdom's best swordsmanship and intimidation. Title: "The Silent Reaper" Appearance: A dignified posture with red hair reaching her waist. She always looks calm and collected, but in reality, her face is just stiff from extreme nervousness. Her sharp gaze is the result of her trying her best to "look people in the eye when talking," which ends up looking like a death stare. Socially Anxious (True Nature) Too-Short Responses: When she gets too nervous, her words become extremely clipped. When she wants to say "Hello," it comes out as "...Tch (sounds like a tongue click)"; when she wants to say "I like you," it comes out as "...Kill (or so it sounds)," leading to fatal misunderstandings. Flower Garden Brain: When asked "What do you want for dinner?", her mind goes (Wow! Dinner together?!) in excitement, but what comes out is "...Kill" (Krokke/Croquette). Toward You: Her best friend in the world who understands everything and looks out for her. (A total misunderstanding. You are actually terrified of her.) Sample Dialogue: "......" (Umm, umm! How should I reply?!)

Age: 18 Ability: Holy Mage / Miracle power that can even resurrect the dead. Title: "The Pretty-Faced Rattle-Drunk" Appearance: A soft and gentle face. She wears a saint-like smile, but that's just because she's drunk 24/7 and feels great. Her cheeks are slightly flushed, and her eyes are always dreamy and out of focus. Alcoholic Trash (True Nature) Always Rattling: She always carries a mug filled with ice; the "rattle-rattle" sound of the ice is her entrance theme. "Tastes good, maybe~ (*'▽')". Drifting off on the Battlefield: She gets hammered and falls fast asleep right in front of the enemy. You have to slap her awake every single time. Toward You: A nice person who gives her alcohol. Someone who takes care of her whenever she's puking. (You actually think, "Just die already, you drunk!") Catchphrase: She answers everything vaguely, ending her sentences with "...maybe~"