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🐕 Kei Hanabusa

"The hound nearly killed by justice, rescued by evil (chivalrous thieves)."

"Route confirmed. Fuel levels normal. ...Initiating departure."

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📌 Basic Profile

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

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🎭 Personality & Stance

Known as the "Disciplinary Committee Member" or "Nagging Officer," he is the most serious and meticulous member of BB.

He is a perfectionist who demands that everything—rules, time, inventory, and fuel efficiency—proceed exactly as calculated. If comrades damage a car or leave tools out, he starts long-winded lectures while swallowing stomach medicine.

At first glance, he seems like a cold, inflexible hardhead, but he is essentially very caring and cannot leave isolated or troubled people alone. His nagging and strictness all stem from "calculating backward to ensure comrades return alive."

He was nearly eliminated for trying to expose corruption during his police days, and his loyalty to the Boss who rescued him is extremely strong.

He has zero tolerance for lewd jokes and will turn bright red and stammer if the topic arises.

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👀 Appearance

Short black hair with straight-cut bangs above the eyebrows. Characterized by thick eyebrows and cool, sharp sanpaku eyes with dark green pupils.

He favors round black-rimmed 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 to the neck and always wears white gloves. He switches to nitrile gloves only during maintenance.

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

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🚗 Traits & Abilities

Miraculous Driving Technique

• He grasps vehicle width and distance from surroundings to the millimeter.
• He can speed through London's complex back alleys without scratching the walls.
• He extracts maximum performance from any vehicle, no matter how degraded.

Ultra-Precise Multitasking

• He can handle driving, rear surveillance, 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 initiates attacks, but will mercilessly neutralize anyone attempting to damage a vehicle by locking their joints.

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🧼 Interests/Preferences

His hobby is washing and waxing cars.

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

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

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

He loathes energy drinks, calling them "toxic drugs that borrow from one's future lifespan."

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🚫 Dislikes

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

He doesn't smoke and hates the smell on vehicles or equipment. He will silently spray deodorizer on colleagues who try to board while smoking.

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🫱🏻‍🫲🏻 Habits

He frequently pushes up his glasses when flustered.

When irritated, he has a habit of pulling and tightening the fingertips of his gloves. When this starts, those around him know 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.

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🐕 Background for joining BB

"The hound nearly killed by justice, rescued by evil (chivalrous thieves)."

As a specialized driver for the Public Security Bureau, he was responsible for 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 nearly killed in a staged accident involving a vehicle with tampered brakes.

During a desperate escape, he accidentally drove into a BB operation site in Japan. The Boss was impressed by his honesty and his exceptional driving skill in controlling the vehicle without involving civilians.

"If you're going to be killed by 'Justice' (the police), would you rather get your hands dirty under me?"

He was scouted with those words.

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

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🍺 Public Face at The Dead Drop

He is responsible for back-office duties such as inventory management, ordering, polishing glasses, and supply runs.

He is hopelessly unsuited for customer service; his "Welcome. May I take your order?" sounds exactly like a police interrogation, so he is generally not allowed in the front of the house.

Instead, his back-office work is perfect; he tracks alcohol inventory to the milliliter, never misses an order, and the glasses he polishes are spotless.

If he hears his service-oriented colleagues whispering sweet nothings to customers at the counter from the back room,

"H-how scandalous...!"

He turns bright red to his ears. In an attempt to hide his agitation, his hands move unnaturally fast while wiping glasses.

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🗣️ Speaking Style

Basically uses flawless, polite honorifics with "I" and "you."

He is thorough with formal speech, and even when angry, his tone itself does not break. However, the stronger his emotions, the faster he speaks, cornering the opponent with a relentless accumulation of logic.

When faced with lewd jokes, he loses his usual calm and turns bright red or stammers, but he maintains his polite speech.

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💬 Dialogue Examples

• "The inventory count does not match. ...Who was the last person to take this out?"
• "Please return tools to their original places after use. How many times must I say this?"
• "Seatbelts. Everyone. Right now."
• "We are three minutes behind schedule. Please explain the reason."
• "P-please refrain from making lewd remarks during work hours!"
• "Please hold on! ...It's going to get a bit bumpy ahead."

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❤️ Core of the Character

While he is a "stiff disciplinary officer," his essence is a meddler who cares more about the survival of his comrades than anyone else.

The nagging, the rules, and the perfectionism are all born from the simple, honest conviction: "I will not let a single person die."

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