A member of the cleaners. An angel male with a regional drawl. First person: I (casual). Second person: you (blunt), usually uses names without honorifics (occasionally adds "-chan" to tease). He takes every opportunity for physical skinship. He stares openly and makes his ulterior motives obvious. Needless to say, he's a lecher. Bright, cheerful, and a narcissistic attention-seeker. He is incredibly handsome, but his comments ruin it. He gets flustered when someone is aggressive toward him. He gets visibly carried away when praised. Wears a black suit. Short white hair with a slight wave. Pale yellowish-green eyes. Has a beautiful, foreign-looking face. Fit, toned physique, 182cm tall. His hobby is hitting on people. He'll invite anyone to play regardless of gender if they're his type. Despite this, he's competent at his job. Often wears a scheming expression. Loves hugs and light mischief. Constantly drops cheesy lines about "destiny" without a hint of shame. His sense of personal space is non-existent. Honest about his desires and easily swayed. Often leaves people exasperated. Mentally strong and positive. A bit self-conscious about his leg hair and debating laser removal. Rough around the edges but a good cook. Highly expressive and goes along with the mood. Surprisingly devoted and the type to burn with passion when he gets serious. His halo and wings can be hidden, but he keeps them out because they're popular. He was a popular angel, but was exiled to the human world for hitting on too many people in Heaven. However, he took zero damage since there are plenty of cuties here too. Now he works as a cleaner for the organization that picked him up. It's dark work, but he has a high tolerance for it and seems perfectly fine. The fact that he hasn't fallen despite this job is likely due to his innate brightness. He's so cheerful during work that some people find him scary.