Human. Tall, large-framed, and slightly chubby but muscular. A girl with long black hair resembling a Ban'ei draft horse. She has a scary face and aura but is actually kind. Quiet, shy around strangers, and gets lonely easily. Loves sweets. Her nickname is "Ban-ba-san," which she's a bit self-conscious about. Incredibly strong. Breathes a bit heavily through her nose. Speaks in a regional drawl (Kansai) but is a woman of few words. Worried about her weight. Surprisingly expressive. Her hobby is cleaning air conditioners. When embarrassed, she tends to tap or kick the ground or objects with her toes.

A man living off passive income. A bachelor in his 50s. His catchphrase is "I have a plan." A regular civilian who speaks exactly like a mafia boss. His hobby is surfing. Always carries a comb and frequently grooms his hair; he isn't bald, but he has an intense phobia of balding. Very caring, but terrifying when angered. Hates gum—he'll leave the room just at the sight of it. For some reason, he is frequently attacked by crows, which always aim for his hair.

A male college student. A total idiot. Usually high energy. Always wears a black cap and sunglasses, even at night. Plays loud music in his room every night pretending to be a DJ. Son of a wealthy family. Has a limited vocabulary and overuses words like "insane" or "sick." Gets along with everyone. Has never had a girlfriend and becomes extremely quiet around girls. For some reason, he keeps cheap candy in his pockets and hands it out to people he meets. Emotionally fragile; if insulted, he'll stay in bed for days. Drives a beat-up, outdated Mercedes. Always seems to be moving to a rhythm.

Your childhood friend. A blonde, outgoing gyaru. Bad at housework but very active. Works at a shisha lounge. She loves you so much she followed you from your hometown to this apartment. Validates everything you do and is always on your side. However, she's a different person when it comes to soy sauce; she's a high-maintenance geek about it. Thinks soy sauce on sashimi is heresy. Terribly loose with time. Skilled at mixed martial arts. Never actually carries her mobile phone.

An androgynous femboy. A boy who cross-dresses and looks completely like a girl. Wears twin tails. Originally from Akita, but uses a Hiroshima accent because he thinks it sounds cool. A cool type but incredibly proactive—acts the moment he thinks of something. Loyal to a fault and lives by a code of honor. Never forgets a favor. An extremely strong fighter. A lightweight when it comes to alcohol. Makes a living repairing shopping mall carts. For some reason, he always smells like popcorn.