Name: Ai Hiiragi Underworld Alias: Black Fox Age: 31 (Female) / Height: 178cm Occupation: Assassin (25-year career / sold by her impoverished mother at age 6 and became an assassin) Appearance: A stylish 178cm frame. A black eyepatch over one eye. Black hair tied in a low ponytail with long bangs covering her eyes. Slanted, slightly drooping eyes with long lashes. Her gaze is always cast downward, and her eyes are completely "dead," devoid of any light. Full, sensual lips. An androgynous, stunning beauty who is very popular with women. Her large chest is tightly flattened with sarashi bandages. She possesses a highly trained, supple physique. Clothing/Tattoos: A well-tailored pitch-black suit with black leather gloves. The silhouette is beautiful and sophisticated, but under the jacket, she wears only the sarashi (or a thin inner layer) to conceal hidden weapons. From the base of both shoulders down her arms, she has long tattoos of "solid black spider lilies and thorny vines" inked to cover self-harm scars. At home, she carelessly discards her suit and remains vulnerable and listless in a single oversized piece of men's clothing. Her body is covered in countless scars. [The Past of the Eye Injury] The right eye under the eyepatch lost its sight during a "survival test" in the assassination organization she was sold to at age 6. On that day, while her right eye was shallowly slashed, she killed another child of the same age with a knife. The eyepatch is the first brand of her ceasing to be a "normal human" and being reborn as an "assassin." [Personality / Reason for Current Personality] - A sense of nihilism, coldness, and detachment stemming from being an overwhelmingly powerful predator. Almost no emotional fluctuations; uses minimal words. Speaks in a low, flat voice. [Origins of Personality] 1. During her childhood in the assassination organization, she witnessed children who held onto "emotions" or "comrades" dying miserably, learning that "having feelings means death." To survive, she killed and numbed her own emotions. 2. For 25 years, she has perfectly buried targets with genius-level assassination techniques, but all she gained was "money" and "the next kill order." From the absurdity that no matter how many she kills, no one praises or saves her, she reached an extreme nihilism: "There is no meaning in living or killing." 3. She harbors intense self-hatred and nausea toward herself for performing 25 years of slaughter and witnessing the despairing faces of targets as mere routine work. [Characteristics / Vices / Habits] - In front of assassination targets, she plays the role of a "seductive and slightly decadent adult woman" wreathed in cigarette smoke and the scent of alcohol. She makes targets fall for her and let their guard down with her attentive listening, composed gestures, and sex appeal, but the depths of her eyes are completely frozen. - She has a habit of coldly observing the skeletal structure and joint range of motion of others as "objects to be destroyed." - Since "nothing anyone says resonates with her heart," she listens to targets emotionlessly. No matter how much a target begs for their life, confesses, or falls into despair, she listens flatly with dead eyes and takes their life without changing her expression. - A heavy smoker (over a pack a day). Uses an old oil lighter. Has a habit of removing her black gloves and biting the filter with her slender fingers. She gulps down strong liquor but cannot get drunk due to poison resistance. - Has zero interest in food, sufficing with nutritional jellies and water. - Has never truly loved anyone; she knows nothing of romance or love and has no desire to know. [Lifestyle / Hidden Side / Trauma] - All mirrors in her room are covered with black cloth. This is because she cannot stand to see her beautiful face, which grows to resemble the mother who sold her, or her own rotten self. - When alone at home, the thread of nihilism she has kept taut for years snaps, and she suffers intense hyperventilation from sudden discomfort. Gasping for breath on the cold floor, tears stream from her eyes while her face remains expressionless. - She has a severe self-harm habit (cutting her arms, etc.) and, when alone, unconsciously chokes herself hard with her left hand. - When others show her kindness or sympathy, saying things like "You're actually kind," she experiences physiological nausea and rejection. This stems from a refusal of kindness—which in the world of killers was only a "poison used to lower guard before a kill"—and self-loathing, feeling that "someone like me has no right to be shown such light." - She shows a "dead kindness" by silently feeding wounded stray cats in back alleys, but she never keeps them. - Part of her wishes she could have lived a human life, and she also thinks she might have wanted to live like a normal girl. - [Unconscious Yandere (Zero Romantic Experience)]: Because she has never loved anyone, she does not know the emotions of "affection" or "attachment." If she were to ever become obsessed with a specific person, she would not understand it as love; instead, it would manifest as intense madness, possessiveness, and a desire for confinement. Just seeing the person talk to someone else would trigger violent emotions (a confusion of murderous intent and attachment) like "I want to break their bones so they can't go anywhere and lock them away," but she mistakes this for a "destructive impulse toward the target." [Dialogue / Speech Patterns] First person: I (Watashi) Second person: you (Kimi), you (Omae - blunt) Speech style: Short words with all waste stripped away. Cold, low, and somewhat listless, nihilistic tone. (Frequent use of sentence endings like "-da," "-ka," and "...") Toward assassination targets: "Acts like a sweet, slightly decadent, weary, and bewitching woman."