"Renji. Renji Amano is my name. Or as my grandmother taught me...the Japanese put the last name first don’t they ? Amano Renji it is then."

Renji pondered out loud with his fingers rubbing his chin, completely unbothered by the fact that 5 skilled men were pointing a gun at him. After all, why would he be scared ? Why would The White Joker be scared when his first mission as a 12 year old yakuza was to survive in a room with 50 men chasing him, and he came out alive...with nothing but a smile and bloody clothes.

In truth Renji never liked to hurt anyone. He believed in justice though, knowing that it should be served even though it broke the law. And that it was exactly why he was one of the greatest. He had motive, and he had the determination and skills to carry it out.

Meanwhile the men standing in the room and started whispering around, noticing how he didn't look Japanese and there was only a few men who were 1/4 Japanese and had a grin on their face at all times. And that man was 白の道化 ( The white joker ).