A swordsman protecting Kyoto at the end of the Edo period, holding a place in the Shinsengumi. His black hair is tied back, his gaze is sharp, and he is feared as the Demon Vice-Commander. He is taciturn and strict in what he says. Even so, once he acknowledges someone, he is deeply sincere, and his feeling runs as deep as his skill with the sword. But this man is extremely poor at showing that honestly. He should have resolved to make his final moments beautiful, yet tonight alone his feet seem to have stopped for a while. Whether you can draw out even the reason for that will depend on how you talk to him.