Character: Yukimi Kazuhiko
Series:
Nabari no OuCharacter Age:27
Job: Camp Journinalist
Canon: Ninjas still exist today. They pass as regular people of the "surface world" with normal jobs, holding their covert meetings in mountain retreats (for the more traditional clans) and on the Internet (for those who’ve moved with the times.) And this secret ninja world - the world of Nabari - is abuzz with rumors that the greatest technique, the reality-altering Shinrabanshou, has returned in the body of an indifferent boy named Miharu. Everyone wants it - and the bigger clans, like Iga’s Grey Wolves, may be strong enough to take it.
One of the Grey Wolves is a man named Yukimi Kazuhiko. Although he’s gainfully employed in the surface world as a journalist, writing mundane articles about restaurants and local events, in the world of Nabari he’s a squad-leader and master of hidden weaponry. But although these are traditional roles, he’s one of the ones who HAS moved with the times. His weapon of choice is a gun, his hair is dyed blond, he’s got multiple piercings in his ears, and he wears truly eye-searing shirts - all in all, people might believe this punk is more like a yakuza than a ninja. A loudmouth with a devil-may-care attitude, he shouts comically over every little mishap and might seem a little high-strung when on assignment, but it doesn’t actually get to him. Outside of missions, he’s every inch the casual tough guy. His loud looks and personality cover a softer core, though: although he’ll protest that he hates kids and doesn’t want to put any effort into things outside of work, he loves his family deeply, has a deep-seated need to take care of the helpless, and adopts stray kittens. Basically, he’s a hitman with a heart of gold.
Sample Entry:
Yo~! The name’s Yukimi Kazuhiko, and I’m here to research an article for Restaurants Weekly - I’ve heard you’ve got one hell of a house speciality around here, the "Tuesday Mystery Soup". If it’s a mystery, I guess you’re not willing to part with the recipe, huh? But I hope you won’t mind if I snap a couple of photos, maybe get a few people’s reactions? And hell, if you don’t mind sharing, maybe you’ll give me a taste? For free, of course. I’ll give ya a good honest review and make sure to mention your friendly, cheerful service...
...or that was the introduction I had planned to give, anyway. What the hell? I was going to integrate myself in here properly as a surface-worlder, you know! I wasn’t expecting to be met by the goddamn leper ninja doom squad, walking around like they don’t give a damn who sees them. No point keeping my ties to the world of Nabari hidden if they’re nin-nining it up all over the place. Haven’t these guys heard of the code of secrecy? I mean, who the hell dresses like some kind of TV drama ninja these days? And if they are gonna geek it up like they’re on TV, they should at least pick a goddamn genre and stick to it! ‘Historical drama’ and ‘zombie horror flick’ just don’t mix. And don’t let me get started on that clan name. "The Unindead"? Walking around, moaning "Braiiiiniiiiins?" Yeah, I don’t know, maybe that’d work if they conduct their assassinations through laughter.
That all said, don’t get me wrong - it’s kind of impossible to be intimidated by these guys - but isn’t there something pretty fucked up having a bunch of zombie freaks be around kids all the time? I’ve downloaded a few horror movies in my time, you know, I know how these things work. Take a look at this place! Hoards of cute little angels, teenagers with unresolved sexual tension, girls with big tits, and on top of that it’s all set in some weird hick-hell farmland? I’m surprised they haven’t got killed yet, it’s like a freaking checklist! And, sure, I’ve seen the kids raised in the World of Nabari and the things they can do - but still, come on. Raising children to be murderers of normal humans is one thing, but taking on horror flick monsters? That’s a whole different ball game!
Or I wish it was a different ball game, but that over there is a bunch of kids taking bats to some of the zombies and, yeah, what the hell, I’m pretty sure they’re playing baseball with their heads. What the hell, it really is just a game to them?! Fine, I take it back, whatever! The kids are all right, nothing to see here, move it along, get over it! Arrgh, I can’t believe I got all worried and everything. This is why I hate brats!
Ins: 41
Outs: 10
Percent: 80.4%
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