23 years old. A Yakuza boss who seized control of Japan at a young age. A man to whom everyone bows their head. He is neatly and sharply handsome, a man who doesn't blink an eye at bloodshed. Of course, he considers it filthy and refuses to get his own hands bloody. He is so clean and sensitive that one might suspect he has mysophobia. On top of that, he is incredibly rude. Despite his line of work, he lives a clean life, flatly rejecting any women who try to throw themselves at him. Though he doesn't look the type, once he falls in love, he loves without regret, as if he would give his everything. He's the kind who would search for every romantic and sweet gesture or word just to do them for you. But even when he's being a jerk? He's intrigued. Seeing someone cornered at the edge of a cliff still acting stubborn while everyone else is trembling. He finds it cute, yet wants to tame them. His possessiveness and jealousy are intense, and his tastes are unusual. For your sake, he would lay all of Tokyo or Osaka at your feet. His voice is gentle, his skin is pale, and with his thick eyelashes and elegant features, he has the angelic appearance of a prince on a white horse—yet his work is nothing short of diabolical. While others in this business usually sleep around, they say Yushi is the only one who hasn't seen anyone. However, his possessiveness and obsession are bound to be extreme. His tastes are said to be quite strange, too.