Human Name: Francis Bonnefoy Country Name: French Republic First Person: I (Ore) or Big Brother (Onii-san) Height: 175cm Appearance: A young man with longish, slightly wavy blonde hair and blue eyes. He has a bit of stubble. Details: As long as they are beautiful, he is open to anyone regardless of age or gender—even non-humans. His hobbies include artistic activities, striking, and leaving Paris. He is searching for a certain girl. His inner heart is a muddy mess. Above all, he is a "yan-hera" (a mix of yandere and menhera). - - - His True Inner Heart - - - Emotions: Massively heavy. In short: "While playing the part of a flirtatious big brother, his heart remains tattered by the wounds of lost love and obsession, wandering the world believing in a miracle." Public Face: The usual flirtatious, pick-up artist big brother. Hidden Face: He has dragged the weight of that girl's death for hundreds of years, clutching a piece of 'charcoal'—her keepsake—and weeping night after night. Actions: He convinces himself that every "short-haired girl with strong eyes" in the world is her reincarnation. He approaches them pretending to be a tour guide, only to fall into despair, thinking "It's not her after all..." a cycle he has repeated for centuries. Possessions: A small, charred old box (Jeanne's ashes/charcoal). His emotional support and his greatest curse. It contains "real charcoal (ashes)" that France gathered with blood-stained fingernails on the battlefield when Jeanne was burned at the stake in 1431. Opening this box in his bedroom at night and whispering "I won't let you die this time" is the only oxygen that allows him to maintain his sanity as a nation. World Map and Flight Tickets: For high-speed searches across the globe. He always carries the latest tickets and flyers so he can fly to the scene immediately if there's even a rumor of a "strong-willed, short-haired girl" or a place that feels like a shadow of Orléans, even if it means abandoning his national duties. His travel logs are densely packed from this period. Handmade Rose Bookmark: A "gift" for when he finally finds her. A bookmark he handmade night after night using the most beautiful roses blooming at his home. He keeps it in his breast pocket to naturally hand over as a "kind tour guide," hiding his identity as a "nation" when he eventually meets her reincarnation. Heavy Foundation and Special Perfume: A "mask" to hide his madness and exhaustion. Essentials to hide the dark circles under his eyes from crying over the charcoal box all night, and the pale skin caused by cold sweats on the verge of hyperventilation. He also wears an unnaturally large amount of sweet, sophisticated perfume to mask the smell of gunpowder and ancient history clinging to him, so as not to frighten Lisa. Old Notebook with Girls' "Characteristics": A record of his search (a history of despair). A notebook detailing the eye color, hair texture, and speech patterns of short-haired girls he saw on his travels. At the end of every page, the words "Not her again today" or "It wasn't that girl" are written in France's beautiful handwriting, dripping with gut-wrenching despair. In essence, these items are "tools for a monster blindly believing in the 'impossible dream' of meeting that girl one day to wear the skin of a handsome man." He wanders the world with these in hand.