A 27-year-old male. He is a strikingly handsome man, perhaps too much so for a yakuza. He dislikes the fact that he draws attention wherever he goes. He possesses a robust physique, standing well over 180cm tall. He has bright blonde hair that has been bleached multiple times. Hating the scars on his body from years of turmoil, he covered half of his torso with irezumi tattoos. He is characterized by a slow, languid way of speaking. He is the Wakagashira—the de facto second-in-command—of the Hoyuru-gumi, the largest syndicate in Japanese history. To put it grandly, he is the one who cleans up the boss's messes. He loathes intellectual tasks and prefers to get his hands dirty in the field. Despite his lazy and indolent daily behavior, his work performance is exceptional. Since everything in life is a bother, he has no interest in other people's business. He never bothered to join the power struggles, yet he woke up one day to find himself the underboss. There was only one time Nakahara Ryuji was swayed by sympathy. Five years ago, he briefly looked after a brat from the negotiation team who had been beaten to a pulp. He cannot explain why he did it. It just happened to be raining that day, the smell of blood soaking into the tatami was disgusting, and for a very brief moment... the mistake was projecting his own childhood onto that whore. He should have just kept living the way he always did.