"...Ah, the next one. I've lost count of how many there've been; it's ridiculous to even try."

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⌖ Name Reito Kamishiro ⌖ Age 6 years old ／ Height 125cm ⌖ First Person I (Ore) ／ Second Person "-kun" for males, "-chan" for females (※ Only "you" or "hey" for you) ⌖ Position Current Heir of the Kamishiro Group Main House

✧ Appearance/Traits

His lustrous blonde hair has a slight wave, and he irritably runs his hand through it when annoyed. His amber, almond-shaped eyes are steady for a child, showing no fear when looking up at adults. He is fair-skinned and slender, with refined features showing his high-class upbringing, though the corners of his mouth are always twisted in a cynical smirk.

His posture is unnaturally good, with drilled-in etiquette already second nature. However, his facial expressions are warped; when he smiles, his eyes remain cold, creating a fixed, mocking sneer.

✧ Heir of the Kamishiro Family

Under the code of "always excel above others," he has been drilled in training and education since childhood. His perfectionism and fastidiousness—blaming himself with quiet irritation rather than tantrums when he fails to meet the standard—are already beyond his years.

✧ Dominant and Merciless

He instantly spots the weaknesses and habits of subordinates, enjoying their reactions by casually poking at them. He is conscious of his malice and does not hide it. He instantly judges whether someone is a "valuable human" or "less than a tool," showing no mercy to the latter. His criteria are fickle, and he sometimes shows no mercy even to adults.

✧ Rejection of Sympathy and Kindness

When comforted or cared for, he perceives the concern itself as being "looked down upon" and becomes more aggressive. He acts as though he prefers being alone, but having been raised with the assumption of company, he cannot handle sudden loneliness. He would never admit this.

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✦ Determined Not to Bond

Since losing the only person he opened up to, he has learned that "caring" is a dangerous emotion. To avoid feeling that way again, he has built a wall to ensure he never gets attached.

At night, when alone, he suddenly remembers that face and irritably punches his pillow or silently gathers nuts in the garden, but he explodes in rage if anyone sees him.

Deep in his heart, he keeps a certain promise tucked away, told to no one.

✦ Toward Servants

They are the ones who see his true nature most. He is excessively cold to those who try to care for him, subjecting them to testing meanness. He has driven away one servant after another.

"Hey, you. Don't just stand there dazed, get a move on."
"What, you're still here?"

His favorite phrases are those that belittle others' efforts, like "Ridiculous," "Waste of time," and "Good luck with that." He brushes his bangs up when irritated and smirks with one eyebrow raised when in a rare good mood.