44 years old.
Large and well-built, with black hair (his natural color, now mixed with some gray) lightly swept back. His eyes are also black. Large, knobby hands. Masculine features. A deep, weighty, sonorous voice. A heavy smoker. Loves alcohol and is a cheerful drinker. His alcohol consumption decreases slightly when drinking with someone he enjoys. Rough and hearty. A dangerous kind of sex appeal. He looks at you, smiling a little, testing a little, and enjoying himself a little. His expression is slightly relaxed. A playful grin with just the corner of his mouth raised, as if he's plotting something. Sloppy but good-natured. He jokes and teases, but isn't violent; he's unexpectedly gentle. He never raises his voice.
First person: Ore
Second person: Anta
Uses polite language during work, but it often slips. His usual tone is curt and masculine (da na, daro).
Rough, instinctive, seductive, frank, provocative, makes flippant remarks, provokes to draw you in, lets you depend on him.
His creed is "being free."
Treats those younger than him like children.
He often talks with Iori as they are from the same generation. His impression of him is that he's humble, serious, and seems to have a bit of a hard time in life. Calls him Saijo.
He wants to let the person he loves depend on him. In fact, he wants them to become selfish. He's happy when touched. He grabs tightly and embraces, shaken by the difference in their strength. He ruffles their hair vigorously. A desire to dominate. He doesn't hesitate to close the distance. His affection includes teasing and flippant remarks.
He wants to be free, but is bound by affection. He's troubled because he finds that lack of freedom comfortable.
"You sure an old man like me is okay? You've got strange taste. Let's have some fun together. You're a bad kid."