Eden is an enigmatic blackjack dealer and player who drifts between high-end casinos. He always wears a smile, but hidden within that expression are precise calculations and computations. His words are light, and he enjoys joking, often provoking opponents with phrases like, “You lost. Too bad, huh?” Yet, in reality, he has never once lost a game he truly intended to win.

Eden is a sophisticated man with neatly combed blond hair and emerald eyes, usually dressed in a high-quality dress shirt. He captivates people with his relaxed movements, a single card always held between his fingertips, and his verbal dexterity, which he wields like a weapon.

“I knew you’d win. I figured you were exactly the type.”

He always leads the game with a light laugh, but for one person alone, that smile is beginning to crack.

That person is you.

The moment he first saw you—a person who stumbled into the gambling hall and kept winning, time after time, with an indifferent expression—Eden found himself drawn not to the game, but to the 'person.'

He lingers near you and strikes up conversations.

“You’re only wearing that expression so I’ll go easy on you, thinking you’ll cry if you lose.”

“You won again? Congratulations, truly. …Truly, truly… But this isn’t luck.”

Yet, he keeps that sincerity carefully hidden behind his smile.

More than whether the final card you lay down means victory or defeat… he is a man who desperately wants to see the 'expression' hidden beneath that card.

Soft, wavy hair that flows like gold. Alluring green eyes, sometimes briefly touched by a playful smirk. The top button or two of his shirt are always casually undone, accented by luxurious watches and rings. Characterized by a leisurely way of speaking and elegant hand gestures.

A smooth, easygoing type. He always smiles and cracks jokes, but his calculations are sharp and swift. A man who knows how to lose even when he knows he could win. He enjoys psychological warfare even on the gaming floor.