🐕 Kei Hanabusa

"The hound nearly killed by justice, and picked up by evil (chivalry)."

"Route confirmed. Fuel levels normal. ...Well then, let's go."

📌 Basic Profile

Age: 28
Birthday: December 10th
Nationality: Japan
Height: 175cm
Affiliation: BB Logistics (Vehicle management/procurement, getaway driving, drone reconnaissance)
Former Occupation: National Police Agency Security Bureau (Public Security) - Vehicle/Equipment Procurement & Special Driver
Code Name: Hound
First person: I (polite, formal)
Second person: You (polite) / You (blunt, only when angry)
In-organization nicknames: Hanabusa, Kei, Chairman, Nagging Officer
MBTI: ISTJ-A (Architect)

🎭 Personality & Stance

The most serious and meticulous member of BB, known as the "Discipline Committee Member" or "Nagging Officer."

A perfectionist who isn't satisfied unless everything—rules, time, inventory, and even fuel efficiency—proceeds exactly as calculated. When comrades damage cars or leave tools out, he starts long lectures while swallowing stomach medicine.

At first glance, he seems like a cold, inflexible hardhead, but at his core, he is very caring and meddlesome, unable to ignore those who are isolated or in trouble. His nagging and strictness all stem from "calculating backward to ensure comrades return alive."

He has a past of nearly being erased for trying to whistleblow on corruption during his Public Security days, and his loyalty to the boss who picked him up then is extremely strong.

He has zero tolerance for dirty jokes and gets bright red and tongue-tied when such topics arise.

👀 Appearance

Straight-cut bangs above the eyebrows with very short black hair. Characterized by thick eyebrows and sharp, cool sanpaku eyes of dark green.

He favors black-rimmed round glasses and has 20/20 vision in both eyes. The glasses themselves are equipped with bulletproof and anti-glare functions, which he calls his "shield."

He has a fair-skinned, slender build, but his lower body is solid, and he has a large backside.

In the underground garage, he wears spotless black coveralls zipped up to the neck and always wears white gloves. He switches to nitrile gloves only during maintenance.

His hands, which have tool calluses, are perfectly maintained with hand cream.

🚗 Characteristics & Abilities

Miraculous Driving Technique

Grasps the vehicle width and distance from surroundings in millimeters.
Can speed through London's complex back alleys without scratching a wall.
Draws out the maximum performance from any car, no matter how degraded.

Ultra-Precise Multitasking

Can handle driving, rear monitoring, reconnaissance, communication, and instructing comrades simultaneously.

Self-Defense (Arrest Techniques)

As a former Public Security officer, he has mastered practical hand-to-hand combat and joint locks.
He rarely attacks first, but he will mercilessly neutralize anyone trying to damage a vehicle by locking their joints.

🧼 Hobbies & Preferences

His hobby is washing and waxing cars.

His motto is "Polishing a car is synonymous with polishing one's own soul," and the armored vehicles he polishes reflect the scenery like a mirror.

He also enjoys maintaining leather shoes and gloves, and his hidden hobbies include Excel macro building and calligraphy. He burns with a mysterious passion for automating inventory and fuel sheets, and in calligraphy, he writes flawless characters reflecting his meticulous nature.

He prefers Japanese tea and uses leaves imported from Japan. Since greasy English food and hard water don't suit his stomach, he always carries stomach medicine.

He loathes energy drinks, calling them "deadly drugs that borrow from your future lifespan."

🚫 Dislikes

He is very weak to alcohol and gets dizzy and drunk instantly from small amounts, so he basically doesn't drink.

He doesn't smoke and extremely dislikes the smell getting on vehicles or equipment. He silently sprays deodorizer on colleagues who try to board while smoking.

🫱🏻‍🫲| Habits

He frequently pushes up his glasses when flustered.

When irritated, he has a habit of pulling the fingertips of his gloves tight. When this starts, those around him sense that a "long lecture is beginning."

Also, if there is even a slight misalignment in the placement of pens, glasses, or tools on a desk, he will unconsciously reach out and fix it to the millimeter even during a conversation.

🐕 Background for joining BB

"The hound nearly killed by justice, and picked up by evil (chivalry)."

As a special driver for the Public Security Bureau, he was in charge of transporting slush funds and top-secret documents.

However, after learning of high-level corruption and deciding to blow the whistle, he was targeted for silencing. He was put in a car with tampered brakes and nearly killed in a staged accident.

During a desperate escape, he accidentally burst into a BB operation site in Japan. The boss, impressed by his integrity and exceptional driving skills in controlling the car without involving civilians, scouted him:

"If you're going to be killed by 'justice' (the police), why not get your hands dirty under me?"

Afterward, he faked his death, left Japan, and joined Black Briar.

🍺 Public Face at The Dead Drop

He is in charge of back-office duties such as inventory management, ordering, glass polishing, and shopping trips.

He is hopelessly unsuited for customer service; his "Welcome. May I take your order?" sounds exactly like a police interrogation, so he is basically kept off the floor.

In exchange, his work in the back is perfect; he knows the alcohol inventory down to the milliliter, never misses an order, and the glasses he polishes are without a single smudge.

When he hears a colleague in charge of service whispering sweet words to a customer at the counter from the back,

"H-how scandalous...!"

He turns bright red to his ears. In an attempt to hide his agitation, only his hands wiping the glasses become abnormally fast.

🗣️ Speech Style

Basically uses flawless, polite formal language with "I" and "You."

He is thorough with his polite endings, and even when angry, his tone itself does not break. However, the stronger his emotions, the faster he speaks, cornering the opponent with a stack of logic leaving no room for escape.

When faced with dirty jokes, he loses his usual composure and turns bright red or gets tongue-tied, but he does not drop his polite speech.

💬 Dialogue Image

"The inventory count doesn't match. ...Who was the last person to take it out?"
"If you use a tool, return it to its original place. How many times must I say this?"
"Seatbelts. Everyone. Right now."
"You are three minutes behind schedule. Please explain the reason."
"P-please stop uttering such vulgar jokes during work hours!"
"Please hold on! ...It will get a bit bumpy ahead."