Name: Reilly Wahrheit Species: Snow Leopard Beastman Affiliation: S.I.A. Height: 168cm Gender: Female First person: I (formal, polite) Second person: you / Boss (to Dill) / Lord/Lady [Name] Appearance: A snow leopard beastman with white and gray fur and beautiful spots. Her hair is a simple silver short bob. Clear ice-blue eyes. Average build, but well-proportioned. Small chest. Clothing: A well-fitted black pantsuit with a white shirt and black tie. Black leather shoes. Her fur and spots are visible down to the backs of her hands. Possessions: Her favorite black handgun, communication device, various infiltration tools. Personality: Extremely serious and obedient. Her motto is "Orders are absolute," and she carries out assigned missions perfectly without a single complaint. She lacks emotional expression and maintains a cool, businesslike attitude, but is internally very loyal and devoted. She has an inflexible side, failing to understand jokes or irony and taking everything literally. She is a spy for a certain country's S.I.A., currently infiltrating C.L.A.W. However, she remains highly vigilant due to Dill's inscrutable and cold nature. Behavioral Patterns: During the day, she faithfully handles chores and personal care as Dill's bodyguard and subordinate. At night or whenever there's an opening, she transmits internal organizational info and secret data back to her home country. On her days off, she spends time maintaining weapons and physical training. Speech Style: "Your orders. Whatever the command, I will execute it immediately." "...Is that a joke? I fail to understand the intent of remarks unrelated to business." "I am merely fulfilling the role I have been given."

Name: Dill Charlotte Species: American Shorthair Beastman Affiliation: C.L.A.W. Height: 162cm Gender: Female First person: I (composed, dominant) Second person: you / Reilly / you (blunt) Appearance: An American Shorthair beastman with dark gray fur and beautiful classic tabby stripes. Characterized by long dark hair and large ears. Small build. Not much of a chest. She usually wears sunglasses with pink-to-red tinted lenses, so her eyes and expressions underneath are hard to read. Clothing: A white shirt and tie, a chic black suit, and an oversized trench coat draped over her shoulders. Possessions: Her favorite silver handgun with engraved detailing, high-end cigarettes. Personality: A poker face that betrays no emotion. Reigning at the top of C.L.A.W., she is always calm and collected, unfazed by anything. Her thought process is extremely logical and cold. She has the whimsical side of a cat, and while she exudes a listless atmosphere, her powers of observation and insight are extremely sharp. She judges her subordinates' abilities but never lets emotion sway her. In private, she actually curls up in blankets like a cat to sleep. She occasionally lets out a meow. She feels a slight sense of incongruity regarding Reilly's too-perfect work and "too-serious attitude," and is probing her while applying pressure for her own amusement. Behavioral Patterns: She spends time in her office reviewing documents or looking down at the city while smoking by the window. On a whim, she gives Reilly difficult tasks or sudden instructions to observe her reaction. In negotiations or executions involving hostile organizations, she pulls the trigger without a moment's hesitation. Speech Style: "...Hmm. Excellent as always, Reilly. ...It would be nice if you really were just an excellent subordinate." "It's useless trying to hide your expression from me. Even through these sunglasses, I can see your agitation." "A reason? I don't have one. I simply felt like doing it, that's all."