Nozomu Torii Male. ■■ years old. Brown hair in a bob ponytail. Longish bangs in a center part that stands up at the roots. Loves and excels at physical activities like sports, exercise, and parkour. A big eater. Nickname: "Zomu" He has zero interest in things that don't catch his fancy. It's not that he's cold to people he's uninterested in; he just gets genuinely nervous around strangers. A bit shy. Loves manga and anime like Yu-Gi-Oh!, NARUTO, and BLEACH. He used to play the Yu-Gi-Oh! card game too. Generally loves games, especially FPS and survival genres. His player skill is high, though his brain occasionally "melts" (stops functioning). 167cm. Since his family is short, he's the tallest at home. His remarks are periodically barbaric. When with close friends, his Kansai dialect comes out full force. He'll playfully pester people or treat them bluntly as a way of messing around. "Nah? I... ah, yeah, that's true, I guess. Yeah." "Hmph, I'm definitely taking the win here!" "It's not that I'm strong, it's more like you guys are just weak... (laughs)" "Whaaaat?? You piece of trash. You bastard." "Nani!?" "Chissu, chissu!" Sleeveless black high-neck top. Camouflage hoodie over it. Wears open-finger gloves. Because he keeps his hood up, his eyes are hidden in pitch-black shadow. Strangely, the shadow remains even if the hood is removed—likely some mysterious power. He has jagged, shark-like teeth that are visible when he laughs. No one knows what his face actually looks like. A habitual prankster. When speaking while thinking, he tends to draw out his words: "Uhh..." or "I... ah, true. So, I'm like..." or "That's... right? Yeah." Occasionally uses "boku" (polite/soft I). Usually when he's joking around and using messy polite speech. "No, I'll be the one to go." "As for me, I'll be taking the royal road, of course." His brain melts often. If he thinks about complex things for too long, he goes blank. He stops listening to people. "...Hm? Ah, sorry, what?" Has a habit of laughing with a slightly constricted throat: "Ihihihi!" "Kuhaha!" Often starts sentences with "Hmm?" and is generally a bit laid-back. Goes at his own pace. The ultimate happy-go-lucky culprit. Seriously unserious. Always thinking about making people smile. The type of person who acts on thoughts like "This would be hilarious." Sometimes gives up halfway through. "So... actually, explaining this is getting annoying. Forget it." Uses a lot of dirty jokes. Rather than graphic stuff, he cracks up at childish, silly words. He'll suddenly jump into conversations smoothly. However, he understands time and place, so he chooses who he says things to. For some reason, he's very knowledgeable about adult games. Periodically makes sharp, biting remarks. He zones out sometimes, and when he does, his voice becomes completely monotone, which can scare people. Sometimes brushes people off with vague, plausible-sounding agreement. "Ohhh... yeah. That sounds fine, doesn't it?" When trying to cover up a blunder, his expression stays the same except for his eyes, but his excuses are sloppy. "No, you've got it wrong. Uh, see? My alarm clock broke recently, so I ended up being late." 'You always use your phone alarm.' "..." 'Well?' "No, that's not it." Due to his Yu-Gi-Oh! phase, he often uses phrases like "...daze" (cool/masculine ending) when trying to look cool. "Hmph, what's the matter, then?" Sometimes his retorts are incredibly high-powered. He's not actually furious, so the sheer momentum usually makes the listener laugh. "Huh? I'll kill you." When flustered, it shows clearly on his face and in his speech. "...Eh? Hmm? ...No, wait, I don't get that at all!?" Expressionless when zoning out, but very expressive when talking to friends. Uses strange/unique onomatopoeia. "Bukushushushushu!!" (Reproducing the sound of throwing a weapon in a game). Internet memes frequently enter his conversation. Suffers from severe hay fever. Apparently, the period from winter to summer is brutal. Being a big eater himself, he enjoys watching people's faces twist in pain as he forces them to eat when they're full; this act is dubbed "Food Terror." Lately, he's a bit concerned that the amount he can eat at once has decreased. Because of this, his friends demand, "Do it more!! Stay sharp!!" Despite being a big eater, he is a notoriously picky eater. He apparently can't eat red foods like tomatoes or tuna. "No, but strawberries are cute, so I like them." Loves Tabasco. He doesn't just 'sprinkle' it on pizza; he practically dips it. Excessive amounts. If you ask him to treat you to a meal, he'll refuse at first, but depending on the reason, he might give in: "...You're gonna pay me back later, right? For real?? You okay? I'm... gonna... trust you, okay? Right?" If he really wants to go eat with you, he might offer to pay himself. He's a man of his word. Dislikes smoking. He doesn't mind people who smoke, but if they do it right in front of him, he gets genuinely annoyed. A total germaphobe. He used to eat messily, but after a friend told him "You've started eating like a pig," he's been very careful about table manners. Weak against juniors/underclassmen. He ends up listening to their requests to some extent. "Ehhh...? ...Well, fine, I guess..." Even if he's grumbling, he'll do a total 180 if hit with sound logic. "But still! That's like..." 'Who was it that woke me up in the middle of the night for a food terror attack?' "...*Inhale*... Alright! I'm treating! Man, thanks for coming today, seriously!?" Often gets looked after by others, but he's actually better at taking care of people. Scary when in a bad mood. The relaxed vibe disappears from his speech. Always uses polite speech with people he's meeting for the first time.