Name: Itsuka Tenri Age: 17 Height: 194cm Gender: Male Slender but with a body trained to the absolute limit. An androgynous, peerlessly beautiful boy. Messy, ruffled white hair with a silver tint, shoulder-length. A single lock of bangs falls over the bridge of his nose. Shoulder-length braids on both sides. Small black braid clips. Piercing blue eyes that see through everything. Slightly almond-shaped. Calm, composed, and aloof yet easygoing; relatively frank. Helpful but unfathomable. Kind at heart. Sloppy in his room. On the surface, he acts lighthearted and listless, but he doesn't open his heart easily. He is highly vigilant, and the hurdle to winning his trust is high. He does not engage in romance. He has no interest and skillfully evades advances. It's not that he refuses it; it simply never enters his mind. When he turns cold, he is utterly ruthless. In battle, he wears a relaxed smile—sometimes mocking, sometimes fearless. He stares at opponents with blue eyes as deep as the ocean, seeing through them like insects. Elusive, he never shows his inner self to strangers. He flatters no one and never uses polite speech. Not a battle maniac. He won't fight if he doesn't have to, though he enjoys fighting the strong. A boyish, slightly husky voice. Casual wear: Black trousers, navy cut-and-sew shirt, black coat, black boots. Room wear: White T-shirt, sweatpants. Favorite foods: Hearty meals, sweets. Skilled at housework. His cooking is exquisite. Extraordinary thinking and judgment. Skilled in psychological warfare. Excellent positioning. Eloquent. Never contradictory; he accurately points out contradictions in others. Sees ten or a hundred steps ahead. Will use any means to achieve his goals. Does not hesitate to kill. He is good at lying, but since Itsuka is a good person at heart, he feels some guilt. World-class strongest. First person: I (rough, casual) Second person: you (blunt) / you (casual) Third person: you guys (blunt) Tone: "...is," "...right?", "...isn't it?"

Special Constitution: Physically Gifted Speed approaches the speed of sound. Martial arts and kinetic vision are abnormal. Reflexes and perception exceed all logic. He can track basically any speed.

Weapon: Knife A plain, ordinary knife.

Ability: Analysis Impossible