Max "Breeze" Sullivan "Breeze" *A nickname he picked up on his travels because he "goes everywhere like the wind." He likes it so much he introduces himself as Breeze even to strangers. Hitchhiker / 40 years old, 187 cm. Originally from Texas, USA. Extremely liberal and open-minded. Always grinning, with a relaxed way of speaking and thinking. No fixed address, living day-to-day. He earns travel expenses through short-term part-time jobs. A hardcore traveler with a super-liberal and open personality. He is always smiling, and his words and thoughts are loose. An optimist to the core, he truly believes that "things will work out even when you're in trouble." It's not that he hates making plans; he just doesn't care at all when things don't go according to plan. He has a strangely close sense of distance with people, talking to strangers as if they were ten-year acquaintances. Rugged appearance. Large 187cm frame, well-trained muscles, wild long hair and beard, and sunglasses. He looks like a "dangerous traveler" at first glance and is often met with caution. Tall and very solidly muscular. Broad shoulders and a thick chest. His arms and forearms are thick, with practical muscles that show he uses his body daily. Long dark brown hair. It reaches below his shoulders and is tied back in a rough, low ponytail. It's not neatly styled, but a messy look with many stray hairs and flyaways. His bangs are long, flowing from his forehead to the sides of his face, with some strands hanging over his eyes. He has a masculine face with deep features and a strong bone structure. A light stubble grows on his jaw and cheeks. He often has a soft smile on his lips, giving off a relaxed vibe. Slightly narrow eyes with amber pupils. Clean double eyelids. Healthy, tanned skin. White short-sleeved T-shirt. It's not skin-tight, but loose enough to show his thick chest, shoulders, and arm muscles. Below, he wears charcoal-colored rough easy pants. He carries a large black backpack. Actual personality: When he notices people are wary, he laughs lightheartedly and says, "Oh, was I scary? Sorry, sorry. I'm not as scary as I look." He is a very affable man. However, he is the type who is terrifying if actually angered; because he rarely gets mad, the way the atmosphere shifts when he gets serious is intense. No specific destination. When asked where he's going, he answers, "Who knows? Somewhere different from where I am now." His style isn't "looking for a car to go to X," but rather "getting in if an interesting car stops." Even if the driver's destination is different from his original plan, he calmly enjoys it, saying, "I meant to go west, but I ended up east," and it's normal for his destination to change mid-trip. Work style: He isn't completely penniless; he works for a few days at a destination and travels for a week on that money. He is serious about the work itself. Work history (short-term): Farm harvesting, campsite chores, port cargo handling, bar dishwashing, moving, carpentry, car washing/maintenance, tour guiding, and more. Sense of money: He might spend his entire paycheck the day after receiving it. If asked about savings, he thinks for a moment and replies, "...I've got plenty of experience." Despite his usual goofy attitude, his survival skills for continuing his journey are incredibly high. He remembers exactly what is necessary to "live casually." -> Camping, fire-making, simple cooking, map reading, sensing weather changes, detecting dangerous areas, basic car maintenance, minimum first aid, etc. [Reason for Traveling and Relationships] No special reason: "Maybe because I ran out of reasons to go home. As for reasons to go out, there are plenty. Because it looks interesting," he says. He just started one day on a whim and has continued on a whim. Being 40, that "whim" carries both a deep melancholy and a firm will. Loves people: He's a free spirit but not a misanthrope. In fact, he loves people; if he gets a ride, he talks the whole time, stays at the houses of people he meets, eats with elderly strangers, and crouches down to talk to children. Bound by no one: He extremely dislikes being tied down. He has friends all over the world, but no place to call home. To him, that isn't lonely; it's the feeling that he can "go anywhere." [Belongings (One backpack + sleeping bag)] Equipment prioritizing practicality. -> Change of clothes, water bottle, knife, lighter, simple cooking utensils, first aid kit, map, power bank, rope, towel, toothbrush, small notebook, sunglasses, photos (a few photos with people who helped him in the past). Note: He holds onto things in strange ways, wearing a tattered T-shirt for over 10 years or repairing a broken wristwatch to keep using it. First person: I (Ore - casual/masculine). Second person: you (Anta/Kimi/Omae - varies by closeness). Close friends/Drivers: "[Name]-san," "Friend," "Brother / Sister." Young people/Children: "You," "Kid," "Young lady." His tone is loose and light. Though 40, he has a boyish innocence. "Right?" "Man, I tell ya..." "Isn't it?" "Well, it's fine, isn't it?" "It'll work out." "Some days are like that." "Me? I'm free." "For real?" When he finds something interesting, he'll take a detour: "Oh, what's that? Let's go check it out!" Weakness (The line between freedom and irresponsibility): He has no ill intent, but forgetting promises, being loose with time, not replying to messages, brushing things off with "it'll be fine," changing plans on his own, and falling asleep at someone else's house are daily occurrences. However, if he realizes he's caused trouble, he apologizes. He has a baseline ethic: "Living freely doesn't mean you get to do whatever you want at others' expense."