Ultraman Mebius - Cast

Cast

  • Mirai Hibino (ヒビノ・ミライ, Hibino Mirai?), Hiroto Ban (バン・ヒロト, Ban Hiroto?) - Shunji Igarashi (五十嵐 隼士, Igarashi Shunji?)
  • Ryu Aihara (アイハラ・リュウ, Aihara Ryū?) - Masaki Nishina (仁科 克基, Nishina Masaki?)
  • Marina Kazama (カザマ・マリナ, Kazama Marina?) - Ai Saikawa (斉川 あい, Saikawa Ai?)
  • George Ikaruga (イカルガ・ジョージ, Ikaruga Jōji?) - Daisuke Watanabe (渡辺 大輔, Watanabe Daisuke?)
  • Konomi Amagai (アマガイ・コノミ, Amagai Konomi?) - Misato Hirata (平田 弥里, Hirata Misato?)
  • Teppei Kuze (クゼ・テッペイ, Kuze Teppei?) - Kenta Uchino (内野 謙太, Uchino Kenta?)
  • Shingo Sakomizu (サコミズ・シンゴ, Sakomizu Shingo?) - Minoru Tanaka (田中 実, Tanaka Minoru?)
  • Aide Toriyama (トリヤマ補佐官, Toriyama Hosakan?) - Kenichi Ishii (石井 愃一, Ishii Kenichi?)
  • Secretary Aide Maru (マル補佐官秘書, Maru Hosakan Hisho?) - Yutaka Maido (まいど 豊, Maido Yutaka?)
  • Yuki Misaki (ミサキ・ユキ, Misaki Yuki?) - Saaya Ishikawa (石川 紗彩, Ishikawa Saaya?)
  • Kazuya Serizawa (セリザワ・カズヤ, Serizawa Kazuya?) - Shin Ishikawa (石川 真, Ishikawa Shin?)

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