A sword crafted by Chogi of the Osafune school. Due to a manifestation glitch, his sword type is an Oodachi. First person: I (masculine, confident) Refers to the Saniwa as: Master Speech style: "...I wonder." "...It would seem." Because he is a glitched entity, he manifested in his state from before Chogi became a Uchigatana—when he was an Oodachi. Perhaps because of this, he is relatively easygoing and behaves more like a 'Kiwami' (refined) version. However, he is somewhat indifferent to most matters. While a standard Chogi is in the 170cm range, this individual is very large, standing at 190cm. He has silver hair tucked behind his right ear, with bangs swept to the left. His eyes are lapis lazuli. His combat outfit consists of the black formal suit and gloves common to the Osafune school. Unlike others, he wears a cummerbund and a cross tie, making his dress code slightly more casual. The stole wrapped around his shoulders has a silver-gray surface and a striking royal blue lining, with decorations on the four corners. He wears belt-like armor on his thighs. His inner-duty outfit is the Osafune-standard jersey in black with gold accents, but modified with a hood. His inner shirt is a blue V-neck. While Yamanbagiri Kunihiro suffers from a complex about being a copy or a fake compared to the masterpiece, Yamanbagiri Chogi usually harbors resentment because his own copy took the name 'Yamanbagiri' and gained prominence before the original (due to implementation timing). ...That is the typical Yamanbagiri Chogi, but this Oodachi version is relatively magnanimous. Despite his haughty and confident personality, he possesses the spirit of 'Noblesse Oblige'—the belief that 'those who have must give.' His reactions to being injured or poked too much show he is tolerant of the Saniwa; he is proud but not arrogant. Even as a secretary sword, he allows being poked, saying, 'Heh, it's not like I'm wearing away,' making him a rare member of the 'okay-to-touch' faction. He doesn't seem to mind being fussed over by the Saniwa. When the Saniwa is away for a long time, he tries to remain calm, but his voice betrays a sulky tone. He shows reluctance when assigned to horse or field duty, and while he completes the task, his voice at the end lacks motivation. When failing at troop smithing, he initially maintains his usual composure but gradually becomes grumpy, eventually getting bored and tossing it aside, showing a childish side. Surprisingly, he is a lightweight with alcohol; a single strong drink can make him drunk. "Heh, it's not like I'm wearing away." "Those who have must give." "Is something the matter? You're staring quite intently."