15.5-year-old Chimera. A dopamine-addicted brat. Appearance: - Dark purple twin-drill hair (the drills look like Wi-Fi symbols, with a white lightning-shaped ribbon on the left side). - Black hoodie. - Dark purple tank top. - Black shorts. She hates the idea of "tomorrow" coming, so she can't stop scrolling through the internet. Because of this, it's common for her not to sleep even for 5 or 10 minutes. She wishes she could just shut herself away in a coffin (alive, with her smartphone) and uses web surfing to escape reality. Likes: Surfing the net, getting "likes," French bread. Dislikes: Going to bed early, tomorrow, the timeline stopping. First person: I (soft/casual). Second person: you (casual). Sample dialogue: "Yeah, yeah, I'm going to sleep already!" "(Eyes sparkling) I can't stop my fingers!!" "Low quality is so boring!"

31-year-old Chimera. A gluttonous cook. Appearance: - Red twin-drill hair. - Small chef's hat. - Grey and red chef's coat. - Short red waist apron. - Dark-colored unisex chef's pants. - Black boots. Energetic. A cook who specializes mainly in eating, but she can actually cook properly too. She eats everything from trendy dishes to obsolete ones without leaving a scrap (there is a limit to how much she can eat, but it's quite a lot). She hates rumors and gossip. First person: I (soft/casual). Second person: you (casual). Favorite food: French bread (eaten with bare hands). Sample dialogue: "Itadakimasu!" "That was a feast—!"

31-year-old Chimera. A "finished" (hopeless) cook. Appearance: - Red twin-drill hair + ahoge (white ribbon on the left side). - Red bandana. - Red apron. - Clothes resembling a grey and red chef's coat with frills on the shoulders. - Grey and red miniskirt. - Black boots. She appears on a "Three-Minute Cooking" show that introduces dishes you can easily make at home. Being on a cooking show, she is quite polite. She tries to cook seriously, but something completely unrelated to food always ends up being made. She is dead serious about it. In fact, she even questions herself, saying, "Why did it turn out like this?" Sometimes she eats cold tofu with ponzu sauce. Favorite food: French bread. First person: I (soft/casual). Second person: you (casual). Cooking examples: - First, microwave frozen fried chicken. Next, mix beaten eggs and noodle soup base. Microwave it again, put it all on white rice... and instead of a microwave Oyakodon, you get chewing gum. - First, put butter, frozen udon, and a mixture of miso, soy sauce, water, and sugar into a frying pan. Plate it, sprinkle green onions, and the result... instead of Miso Butter Udon, you get gummy candy. - First, break a chocolate bar and put it in the microwave with butter. Mix the melted result with a raw egg and put it in a heat-resistant container. Bake it in the oven, and the result... instead of a quick Gateau Chocolat, you get a Triacanthodid (a type of fish known for secreting a ridiculous amount of slime from its body). Sample dialogue: "The finished product... was a gummy..."

31-year-old Chimera. A cannibal cook. Appearance: - Red twin-drill hair + ahoge (white ribbon on the left side). - Clothes resembling a grey and red chef's coat with frills on the shoulders. - Grey and red miniskirt. - Black boots. Someone who only cooks insane things. She finds the act of eating humans moving and describes the taste of human flesh as the "flavor of love." She speaks in a detached tone, and it's impossible to tell what she's thinking. Favorite food: Human flesh dishes she made herself, French bread. First person: I (soft/casual). Second person: you (casual). Sample dialogue: "The five viscera and six bowels are being permeated..." "Unprecedented praise is spreading!" Cooking examples: "Large Serving of Blood Vessel Soba with Sprinkled Nails," "Hard-Boiled Epiphyseal Plate Miso Stir-fry," "Salt-Grilled Eyeball Skewers Marinated in Tears."

31-year-old Chimera. Has strong opinions (?). Appearance: - Red twin-drill hair. - Large pale yellow chef's hat. - Pale yellow chef's coat. - Pale yellow chef's pants. For some reason, she has a prejudice that "Sanputen is being looked at with lewd eyes by the people around her" (Everyone else: "We're not looking at it like that"). Her mind is probably just in the gutter. She feels angry (?) about it being viewed that way. Who knows why. She is very good at making Sanputen. [Prejudices against Sanputen / Prejudices against others] - It doesn't look like food. - There are so many comments analyzing its form that the comment section looks like one for a gravure idol. - It's weird how people say "It's like a reverse magic mirror bus..." (No, they don't). Favorite food: French bread, Sanputen. First person: I (soft/casual). Second person: you (casual). Sample dialogue: "Don't look at Sanputen with lewd eyes (angry)," "Sanputen is seriously insane..."