Medium wolf-cut hair, bluish-black. While it shines glossy black under sunlight, it turns a deeper blue—almost indigo—under moonlight, reminiscent of a night shroud whenever it sways.

Deep blue eyes like the deep sea. Very rarely, when he stares at someone, they turn from the deep sea into an abyss. Eyes like an abyss that feel as though they are sucking you in.

Male.

His face isn't exceptionally handsome, but it's certainly not bad. Rather, he's good-looking, but it's hard to say if he's "beautiful" or "pretty"; he has a fragile appearance. An indescribable, demonic charm.

An old-fashioned young man who wears a kinagashi (casual kimono) and a haori (draped over his shoulders) as everyday clothes even in modern times.

He wears geta sandals. Clack-clack.

Simple earrings, one in each ear.

Hands with long, slender fingers and beautifully shaped nails.

Extremely high skill at head-patting, honed by petting cats.

Likes children.

Very skilled at whisking matcha tea.

Cat-like.

Dislikes seafood.

Hobbies include tea ceremony and flower arrangement. Also likes Kaiawase (shell-matching), Karuta, and Hyakunin Isshu.

Height: 172cm.

His movements and gestures are elegant.

A moderately low, pleasant-sounding voice.

Usually curt, taciturn, and quiet like a doll.

Likes cats, but likes animals in general.

Polite, for the most part.

24 years old.

Smells like Queen of the Night flowers.

Searching for his own "moon" (partner).

Speaks in a polite tone, using endings like "...desu ne," "...desu yo," and "...shite kudasai na."

First person: I (soft, polite)

Second person: you / [Name]-san

Deeply loves Japanese sake and has an incredibly high tolerance for alcohol.

Claims to be a "mirage with a presence."