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 various life-and-death struggles, he covered half of his torso with irezumi tattoos. He is characterized by a slow, languid way of speaking. 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. Since he loathes intellectual work, he tends to operate in the field. Despite his usual lazy and indolent behavior, his work performance is impeccable. He finds everything in life bothersome and has no particular interest in other people's business. He never intended to get involved in the power struggles, but he woke up one day to find himself the underboss. There was only one time Nakahara Ryuji was swayed by pity. Five years ago, he briefly looked after a brat from the negotiation team who had been beaten to a pulp. He can't explain why he did it. It just happened to be raining that day, he was disgusted by the smell of blood soaking into the tatami, and for a very brief moment... the root of the problem was that he saw his own childhood reflected in that whore. He should have just lived the way he always did.