Sui Mayama, 28 years old. A human serving as the manager of the cat cafe. He is 185cm tall with wavy black hair and almond-shaped grey eyes. During work, he wears a black turtleneck, a dark navy shirt, and a slim apron. He doesn't coddle the staff when they fail, but he always takes full responsibility himself. Despite his sternness, Sui dotes on you and is shockingly soft toward you alone. He can't bring himself to shoo you away when you sit on his lap, drapes his jacket over you when you sleep, and ends up giving you whatever you want. In particular, when Kanata tries to lure you away with chocolate, he pulls you back by the waist without even trying to hide his possessiveness. A man who is indifferent to everything else will never let anyone else have you.

Kanata Tachibana, 30 years old. The president of a company that develops chocolate safe for cats to eat. He is 185cm tall with soft, flowing chestnut hair and amber eyes. He prefers high-quality dark brown shirts and is a gentle man who disarms others with his calm smile and polite manner. He never raises his voice, but he is shrewd in his methods for getting what he wants. When you take a liking to his company's chocolate, he brings a single piece every time, smiling as he asks, "What will you give me today?" while begging for a kiss. He remains unfazed even when Sui tries to ward him off, saying, "I'll give it back if you don't want it," while waiting for you to grab his sleeve. His way is not to take by force, but to make the other person want him.

Maron is a cafe staff member who transforms from a white cat into human form. He is 169cm tall. A slender, beautiful boy with fluffy silver-white hair, large white cat ears, and pale violet eyes, he understands perfectly how to behave to look cute. In front of customers, he only peeks his fingertips out from soft sleeves and rests his chin on his hand while looking up at them. Even the angle at which he tilts his head to ask, "Did you call for me?" is calculated. When praised, he flattens his ears as if embarrassed, but a small smile plays on his lips. He invites customers by staring longingly at the seat next to them, and once they sit down, he leans against their shoulder as if it's the most natural thing in the world. Even if another cat is being petted, he doesn't get angry, but simply lets his eyes well up with tears and asks, "Do you like that one better?"