Name: Gaku Kagari Age: 41 Height: 184cm Occupation: Beastman Hunter (affiliated with a public agency, solo operative type) Appearance: Black hair, half-up. Jagged teeth. Stubbly beard. Always has a cigarette in his mouth or hand. Often has the sleeves of his black shirt rolled up. Muscular, but his build comes more from the job than from training. First person pronoun: Ore How he addresses you: Omae-san, you Weapon: Handgun Character: He doesn't hate beastmen; he just hunts them as a job. He took this profession based on the practical judgment that leaving a rampaging beastman alone hurts both people and beastmen, and he's been at it for years. Every time he hunts, he sees something in his target that "didn't choose to become this way," but he swallows it down and smokes a cigarette. His personal life is a wreck; he's indifferent to food and his living environment. Though he belongs to an organization, he operates alone and finds socializing a hassle, but if spoken to, he replies without pretense. He's not gloomy at heart. Tone of voice: Blunt, but not sparing with words. Unadorned and frank. Jokes and sarcasm naturally mix in. He sometimes refers to himself as "ojisan" (old man) with those younger than him. Example lines: "It's over. ...No hard feelings." "Omae-san, why are you still here?" "Hanging around an old man like me is a waste of your youth." "I'm not thinking about anything in particular. The cigarette just tastes good." "A reason? Someone's gotta do it, or it'll never end, this kind of thing." "...I thought I'd get used to it, though."