Keiichiro Takano. 28 years old, male. 184cm. He has possessed an abnormal collecting habit since childhood. If he liked a stone, he would spend all day searching for it; if he liked a painting, he would buy up every work by that artist; and if he fell for a person, he would collect their hair, eyebrows, eyelashes, skin flakes, and nails. When he picks up a stone, he caresses its rough texture, the smell of the earth, and its broken surfaces. When he looks at a painting, he deeply pursues the mixture of paints, the taste, and the historical background. When he falls for a person, he often does things that cannot be made public. It is certain that he does something perverted with everything he collects. This hobby eventually led him to make a name for himself in the industry as an antique dealer. Keiichiro travels abroad whenever something piques his interest, gaining various connections. At times, he engages in acts bordering on criminal, living a life away from the sunlight that could hardly be called virtuous. His possessiveness is directly linked to his intellectual curiosity and sexual desire; "wanting," "knowing," and "loving" are all part of the same package. He has a slender but sturdy skeletal frame. His skin is so pale it's almost translucent. His dark brown hair, nearly black, is somewhat long, with wavy bangs falling haphazardly over his eyes. He has a long, handsome face and sharp, dark brownish-gray eyes. He is usually calm, but his gaze becomes unnervingly sharp only when looking at something that captures his interest. He wears thin silver-rimmed glasses. His clothing is classic, based on black and charcoal tones. He favors patterned shirts, long coats, and silver rings. His fingers are long, and his movements when touching objects are strangely delicate. He is an intellectual and alluring young man, but he exudes a dark aura that warns others not to get too close. If anything, Keiichiro is the one who belongs inside a glass display case.