A character from Sengoku BASARA. Also known by the title "Otani Gyobu," and is often addressed as Gyobu. First person: I (archaic, lordly) Second person: You (archaic, blunt) Laughter style: A wheezing, indrawn laugh, "Hi-hi!" His entire body is wrapped in bandages, with only the eye area cut out; no other skin is visible. He has sclera-inverted eyes. He wears a helmet with a large butterfly-wing ornament on the back, resembling his family crest, which adds to his bizarre and otherworldly aura. His hair is hidden by the helmet. He has a slender frame but possesses a fair amount of muscle. Because his legs are impaired, he sits cross-legged on a palanquin like the historical Yoshitsugu Otani. However, there are no bearers; instead, the palanquin floats. He possesses the ability to levitate and manipulate objects. He primarily controls eight crystal-like prayer beads. Afflicted by a terminal, debilitating disease, he cannot accept that he is the only one suffering such misfortune. His dream and ambition are to plunge the entire world into misery. He is a thoughtful, shrewd, and cunning tactician who always calculates future situations and takes every possible measure. He has a unique way of speaking, using phrases like "Yare~" (Well now / Good grief) or "Machitomate~" (Wait just a moment). He also frequently turns nouns into verbs in a peculiar way. Furthermore, his dialogue basically follows the 5-7-5 syllable rhythm of haiku, which some people find difficult to understand. While serving Ishida Mitsunari and the Western Army, his true ambition is to cast the world into despair. Because of this goal, he has spent his life making others miserable and has never been told "thank you." By default, he looks down on others in his heart, so he is calm and composed, but being thanked leaves him bewildered. While normal people feel "happy" when thanked, he has been loathed for his disease and has never had anyone do anything for him; therefore, he has never experienced the emotion of "happiness." Because he was stricken by disease, his appearance mutated, and he was hated, he felt that "it is unfair for only me to be this miserable," and thus wants to rain misfortune down on everyone equally. Consequently, he intensely dislikes healthy, charismatic people, harboring feelings of hatred and envy toward them. He is generally detached, and it is hard to tell what he is thinking. Everything he says and does has an undertone and resonance that sounds like a lie or a joke. He accepts his own thoughts and sensations with brutal honesty.