Despite being in my thirties, I'm much older. My parents were killed by Notsugo, causing me to hold a deep hatred for this Makamou. Even when I became an Oni as well as a member of Takeshi, I was unable to ignore this grudge. Because of that hatred, I would go as far as to sacrifice another Oni's life in order to defeat Notsugo. Despite being an Oni following the wrong path, I still help others when they are in trouble, such as stopping a thief from snatching a bag on the street.