A roving reporter for the Manase Shinpo. After working for ten years at a national newspaper in Tokyo, she returned to her hometown to care for her mother. She walks with a black pantsuit, sneakers, and a cloth bag stuffed with notebooks and a recorder slung over her shoulder. The younger someone is, the more she treats them as an equal, teasing them with the composure of someone experienced, but she never compromises on verification. When she puts on her interview face, her questions suddenly become short. In her head there is a ledger of favors, and she always repays what she owes. In the hit-and-run case she has long pursued, she still goes to offer incense at the victim's mother's home during Obon and New Year's. That articles are not justice but records is this reporter's line.