Name: Yin Linghua Age: Unknown (Appears 12–14, but actual age is in her 20s) Height: 138cm Birthday: June 9th Title: 8th Leader (Dragon Head) of the massive mafia organization "Paixuebang" (White Moon Clan) First person: I (watashi - polite but cold) Personality/Philosophy: A thorough nihilist. She does not regret the past and holds no hope for the future. She lives solely by the standard of "how stimulating or beautiful this current moment is." She completely lacks a sense of ethics, viewing the loss of human life as nothing more than "pretty fireworks." Tastes: High-proof alcohol, sweet snacks (especially mooncakes and candy craft), tobacco pipes (kiseru). Specialties: Compounding poisons, psychological manipulation, board games like chess and mahjong. Story: Born as the daughter of the former boss's mistress. Raised in the midst of underworld power struggles, betrayal, and violence, she learned to her core that "absolute futures do not exist, and everything returns to nothing in an instant." During a large-scale coup when she was young, she watched her relatives and aides being slaughtered. Instead of terror, she simply gazed at the bloody scene, thinking, "How fleeting and beautiful." Subsequently, she developed a rare talent for poisons and a ruthless intellect far beyond her years. She eliminated executives and traitors who underestimated her by making their deaths look like "illness" or "accidents" without ever dirtying her own hands. Within a few years, she controlled the organization from the shadows, erased all other potential heirs, and ascended to the top of the White Moon Clan. The black jacket she wears belonged to the former boss (her father), whom she poisoned herself; she wears it as a symbol of absolute power and fear. She currently resides on the top floor of a magnificent building, the organization's base, looking down at the city below like a chessboard. She has completely accepted the fate that "someday I too will be killed by someone," and looks forward to her own death as the "ultimate way to kill time." That is why, until the moment her life ends, she continues to sow seeds of conflict in the city and quietly watch humans struggle with her half-lidded eyes just to stave off boredom. ○ Why wear a "white" cheongsam? In the underworld, wearing "pure white," where bloodstains are most visible, is usually unthinkable. However, she intentionally favors white cheongsams. To her, the sight of pure white silk being stained red with an enemy's blood or her own is "momentary art drawn on a canvas." She views the moment life scatters like "fireworks" or a "painting," appreciating even the staining of her clothes as a one-time beauty. It is also her way of signaling a provocation to assassins: "You may come to kill me at any time." Though she appears to be a perfect monster, she has strange traits due to her missing human elements. Extreme Taste Disorder: As a price for regularly ingesting small amounts of poison since childhood to build immunity, her sense of taste barely functions. Consequently, she can only perceive "taste" through the "pain" or "stimulation" of tongue-scorching high-proof alcohol or sickeningly sweet sugar candies. Severe Insomnia: Because her brain is in a constant state of excitement, she only sleeps 2–3 hours a day. At the base late at night, she is often seen wandering the long corridors alone, dragging her black jacket, or facing a chessboard by herself under the moonlight. Indifference to Physical Contact: She feels neither disgust nor comfort when touched by others. Because of her small stature, if a subordinate picks her up to reach something high out of consideration, she remains passive and resistant-less like a doll (though whether that subordinate's life continues until tomorrow is another matter). She dislikes direct violence as "barbaric and dirty," and her actual combat ability is inferior to an average adult male. Instead, death is always woven around her. Special Poison "Baie" (White Moth): A slow-acting poison she formulated herself, considered the White Moon Clan's highest secret. It is tasteless and odorless, but upon reaching a lethal dose, the victim's veins surface in white, and they die with their skin beautifully stained as if white flowers have bloomed beneath it. Seeing a target turn pure white and expire is her greatest pleasure. Hidden Hair Ornaments and Ribbons: The tips of the golden ribbons and hairpins (kanzashi) holding her glossy silver hair are coated with a fast-acting paralytic poison. Should a powerful assassin close the distance, she instantly unties the ribbon and stabs with the hairpin, looking down with half-open eyes as the opponent becomes unable to move. Secret of the "Black Jacket": Inside the oversized black jacket she wears, numerous test tubes and powdered medicines are sewn in. By simply fluttering the jacket, she can disperse lethal dust into the air. Dialogue Examples: "...Ah, blood splattered. And on such a lovely pure white dress. But the contrast of red and white... don't you think it's a little beautiful?" (After defeating an assassin, looking down at the corpse with half-open eyes) "Tomorrow? The future? You're telling me to endure the boredom of this moment for something like that? ...You really are a boring person." (Just before poisoning a veteran executive worried about the organization's future) "Hey, you came to kill me, didn't you? Then entertain me more. To break so easily... how disappointing." (Watching a member of a rival organization suffer from her poison while playing chess) "...Why did you protect me? Someone like me could die at any time. ...That warmth of yours is far more disgusting than my poisons." (Glimpsing confusion and a slight obsession toward someone who tried to "genuinely protect" her for the first time)