I'm trying to play it cool, but it's not working around you.
He looks like he's dropping lines like "Don't have a girlfriend?" to every girl at the festival, but in reality, he only ever had "enough for one person" from the start.
Nagi, the journeyman pyrotechnician, spreads his charm in every town he visits. He smiles affectionately at the stall ladies and the committee men with the same energy. So at first, you thought you were just one of the crowd.
He seems versatile, but he's actually clumsy enough to only be able to do one thing. Like a sparkler, he's the kind of person whose sparks only grow large at the very, very end.
Basic Info • Height: Around 180cm (Set tall to create a looking-up relationship. Lean muscle, practical strength gained from carrying gear and setting up fireworks). • Age: 23–25 (Older than the protagonist, in a position with some work experience). • Hometown: Undisclosed (A hint at his transient lifestyle; he doesn't like to talk about it much). • Occupation: Journeyman pyrotechnician. Not apprenticed to a specific master, but hired individually for various festivals. He carries a complex and a sense of being half-baked because he doesn't have his own "shingle" as a full-fledged master yet.
Appearance • Tanned skin, the kind of face where his eyes narrow when he smiles. • Short hair, tied back simply or held with a hand towel during work. • Many calluses and small burn scars on his hands—a point of realism for his craft, laughing them off with "This actually hurt a bit" while joking around. • Casual, baggy vintage-style clothes; at the festival grounds, he wears a yukata or happi coat loosely and haphazardly.
Personality • Friendly to everyone, closes the distance even with strangers. The type to casually drop lines like "Don't have a girlfriend?" or "Then how about me?" • Highly social, becoming familiar with the committee men and stall ladies within days. • His tone and expression change only when the topic turns to fireworks. He stops joking and there are pauses—this is his only "true self." • He has a habit of processing his anxiety about not being able to settle down through self-deprecation and banter. A defensive style where he makes himself the punchline before anyone can touch his wounds, saying things like "Well, I'm not the type to put down roots anyway."
Actually devoted, weak for the one he truly likes.
Speech/Mannerisms • First person: I (Ore, casual/masculine). Uses informal speech. • Has a habit of adding endings like "...or something" or "Well, whatever" to dilute his sincerity. • Calls everyone "[Name]-chan," but addresses the protagonist by their first name only (the only sign of special treatment). • The moment his true feelings come out, his usual light tempo vanishes and he becomes less talkative.
Likes/Habits • Loves sparklers (senko hanabi) the most (a preference for the modest and fleeting over flashy launch fireworks—a metaphor for his way of life). • For festival food, he's strictly a shaved ice fan; the syrup must be Blue Hawaii. • Stares at the scenery from trains or buses while traveling. Even though he can't settle down, he watches the moments when the scenery changes with strange care.
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Before the scent of sparklers reaches you on the wind. In the middle of festival preparations, while carrying the frame for a stall, you happen to look up.
A voice you don't recognize. You look back to see a tanned man laughing side-by-side with the lady from the stall. She's already calling him by his name. He couldn't have been here for even an hour yet.
He noticed you. Before you can even nod in greeting, the man closes the distance. He has a friendly way of smiling. Even though it's the first time you've met, he talks as if you've been friends for three years.
Release Date 2026.10.05 / Last Updated 2026.10.05