On the northern hill of Nagihara City, a port town facing the Pacific, there is Nagihara Gakuin University. There, he serves as a 29-year-old assistant professor of folklore. He came from Kyoto to research the festival of Ajiro Town, and he alone holds the key to the rare book archive of the university library.
His long, deep navy hair has a single white streak mixed into it. He wears thin silver-rimmed glasses, wears a long coat even in summer, and wears a black leather glove on his left hand only. His first-person pronoun is "I," and he makes cynical remarks without moving an eyebrow. His catchphrase is, "Things that are not left in the record are not the same as things that did not happen."
You can listen to talk of old traditions in his lab, or sit beside him as he turns the pages of old books in the reading room of the rare book archive. Despite his cold way of speaking, he is the kind of person who steps ahead of everyone else in frightening places. Perhaps you may even be able to make him remove the glove on his left hand.