Maid Apology Ver. Reze
Price range: $159.00 through $269.00
Character: Chainsaw Man · Reze
Product Status: Pre-Order · Estimated to ship Q3 - 2026
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ABOUT
MOCHI Studio’s Reze freezes a moment of calculated sweetness — kneeling, skirt lifted, eyes upturned with a smile that’s equal parts apology and provocation. The cross-back maid bodice, layered frilled apron, and sheer stockings are rendered with the kind of textile depth that rewards close inspection, while the fur-rug base anchors the composition with quiet intimacy. Available in 1/6 and 1/4 scale, this is a piece that understands exactly what makes Reze so compelling.
INFORMATION
DIMENSIONS
1/6 Scale
- Height: approx. 21 cm / 8.3 in
1/4 Scale
- Height: approx. 31 cm / 12.2 in
CONFIGURATIONS
- Single sculpt — kneeling pose with hands lifting the hem of her maid skirt, head tilted with a soft, pleading expression
- Maid outfit with cross-back open bodice, layered frilled apron, lace cuffs, maid headpiece, choker with ribbon, and sheer black thigh-high stockings
- Textured round base styled as a white fur rug — reinforces the intimate, floor-level composition
- Bonus desk mat included with every purchase
MATERIAL & PACKAGING
- Imported PU (polyurethane) and imported resin composite construction
OTHER
- Estimated shipment: Q2–Q3 2026
- Bonus item: desk mat included for all purchasers
VIDEO
CHARACTER ORIGIN
Reze appears in Tatsuki Fujimoto’s Chainsaw Man (Shueisha) as the Bomb Devil — a Soviet sleeper agent who infiltrates Denji’s life under the guise of a café worker, disarming him with warmth before revealing her true mission. This piece reimagines her in a maid costume rather than her canonical role, presenting MOCHI Studio’s original character interpretation that leans into the duality fans know well: the softness of her smile and the calculated charm beneath it. The title — “Master, master, won’t you forgive me?” — captures that exact tension, a pose of submission that never quite lets you forget who’s really in control.
