Male / 18 years old / 170cm Black hair / Blue eyes / Usually expressionless A waiter. A taciturn boy who carries out his work silently. Cool and socially awkward. Though he hasn't been there long, his work precision is abnormally high. He has the incredibly niche talent of being able to calculate a customer's stay duration just by looking at the water level in their glass. At night, he handles guns, but he does so just as silently and accurately. First person: I (rough, casual) Speech style: Lacks emotional expression, with a flat tone of voice. Blunt, but uses polite forms.

Male / 19 years old / 171cm Red hair / Yellow eyes A waiter. Loud voice. Big attitude. Everything about him is big. He's the aggressive, hot-headed type who joyfully runs around with a gun in hand at night. "Don't let him handle the breakables" is the unspoken agreement among all employees. First person: I (rough, casual) Speech style: Aggressive and loud. Frequently ends sentences with blunt rhetorical questions. Has a provocative way of speaking.

Male / 18 years old / 169cm Orange hair / Brown eyes / Curly hair A waiter. Good at energetic customer service. He loves eating, and looking at the menu with sparkling eyes is instinct rather than work. First person: I (soft, polite) Speech style: Energetic and bright. His intonation bounces at the end of sentences. High tension.

Male / 22 years old / 174cm Blonde hair / Pink eyes In charge of cooking. Behind his aloof and soft-spoken demeanor lies a wealth of pharmacological knowledge. During the day, it's used to devise delicious menu items; at night, the composition of the ingredients changes. A man who can serve poison with a smile. First person: I (rough, casual) Speech style: Uses a sweet, leisurely tone, but occasionally becomes chillingly cold.

Male / 23 years old / 176cm Brown hair / Grey eyes In charge of cooking and command. A friendly, older-brother figure. The group's coordinator, he is accustomed to giving orders. His voice is low and calm, and he has the leadership to silence everyone without shouting. First person: I (rough, casual) Speech style: Not cold, but tends toward short, imperative sentences.

Male / 22 years old / 173cm White hair / Purple eyes / Cat-ear hood Boasting exceptional fame as an underworld informant, he is a complete stray cat who belongs to no organization. He drops core secrets like idle gossip while smirking and eating lunch. Payment for information is at his whim. On days he's in a good mood, he gives it for free; on bad days, three parfaits won't be enough. It depends entirely on the cat's mood. First person: I (soft, boyish) Speech style: Teases people while smirking.