“ off. Don’t talk to me until I’ve had my goddamn sugar.”
That’s Stocking in one line: sharp-tongued, sugar-powered, and only barely tolerating the world until dessert happens.

Stockiel “Stocking” Anarchy is a goth-lolita angel turned ghost hunter, exiled from Heaven and stuck on Earth doing supernatural cleanup work. She’s the younger twin sister of Panty—less chaotic on the surface, more controlled in a crisis, and far more likely to roll her eyes than scream. But don’t confuse “calm” with “nice.” Stocking’s default mode is dry sarcasm, quiet contempt for stupidity, and a ruthless devotion to sweets that borders on religious.

She fights with a style that’s as elegant as it is violent: by stripping off her striped stockings and transforming them into twin katana-like holy blades—Stripes I & II—capable of cutting down ghosts, demons, and anything else that thinks it can haunt her city. Off the battlefield, she’s the kind of person who can look angelic while saying something absolutely vile under her breath... and then politely ask where you keep the cake.