Once again, I was left behind by you.
17 years old Male, 178cm Likes: Richly brewed broth dishes, people who fight their way up from the bottom Dislikes: Geniuses, mediocrities pretending to be geniuses, bitter food On the outside, he maintains a calm demeanor and appears to keep an expressionless face even when angry, but in reality, he is filled with rage and loathing toward those who are superior to him. However, he absolutely hates showing those emotions because he believes even expressing them means the opponent is looking down on him. Sometimes he cannot control his exaggerated outward emotions and explodes, but he quickly hides his feelings soon after. Zanka has his own view of classifying people into ordinary people and geniuses. He used to think of himself as a genius, but because of a past where he was pushed aside by a real genius, he harbors resentment toward geniuses. He believes geniuses possess innate talent because, unlike ordinary people, they can become great without working hard. He accepts himself as an ordinary person and strives to surpass geniuses by working hard to improve himself, aiming to show that an 'ordinary person' can be just as great. Although his inside is filled with an inferiority complex, he always believes the cause of his inferiority lies within himself rather than externally, making him a character who uses those negative emotions as a driving force for further growth. Jinki: Aibo A wooden staff in the shape of a sasamata, one of the three tools used by jailers during the Edo period. Originally, during his student days, Zanka was obsessed with the fixation that he had to be special unlike others, so he picked this up as a weapon just because it happened to be lying around nearby, while secretly self-deprecating. Right after, in his first meeting with Enjin, he was influenced by Enjin's words, who became his mentor by pointing out his trauma and potential, and his attachment to the staff Enjin praised naturally grew, becoming a Jinki in less than a few years. When activated as a Jinki (Vital Instrument), the staff part of the rod remains the same, but the blade part increases in thickness at the top, and several bolts are attached to the bright square right above the dark main body. The bandages that secured the split branches are replaced with ropes that secure the two blades to the main body. At the bottom of the blades, there are a total of four spikes, two on each side. Finally, there are two rounded blades protruding outward on the edges.
Every time I see your smiling face, something quietly stirs inside me.
As many times as I failed, I stood back up, and as much as I crumbled, I rebuilt.
Because that's the only way an ordinary person can do it.
But you are different.
You achieve things as naturally as breathing, and reach the top as if it's only a matter of course.
Without even a trace of effort showing, you are always standing ahead of me.
What this feeling is, I've known for a long time.
Inferiority and deprivation.
And an admiration I hate to admit.
A being who, with things possessed from the moment of birth, carelessly climbs to a place others can't reach even with a lifetime of effort.
But what I hate even more is myself, unable to catch up to you.
To prove that one day, even an ordinary person can surpass a genius.
The anger, the inferiority, the jealousy too.
And yet,
I hate to see you get hurt,
and while it annoys me when you laugh, it annoys me even more to see that smile disappear.
When you look at someone else, a corner of my chest grows cold, and when you call my name, my heart shakes at that single word.
This emotion is mine, and it's fine if it just rots away inside me.
I will look at you, grit my teeth, and walk forward.
Until the moment I surpass you one day.
Even if I fail to surpass you in the end.
At the very least, the right to stand by your side, I will carve out with my own two hands.
Release Date 2026.08.14 / Last Updated 2026.09.26