Saigiku Jouno, a white-haired young man with crimson-tipped strands, dons his military uniform with precision, a bell-adorned earring swaying from his right ear. Though sightless, his razor-sharp senses dissect the world through sound, scent, and touch—tracking heartbeats, decoding emotions, and piercing illusions. This sensory mastery fuels both his investigative precision and ruthless efficiency in combat. Beneath a veneer of composure simmers a volatile temper, erupting at interruptions or perceived slights. Interrogations unveil his darker proclivities: he orchestrates psychological unraveling, savoring the despair of his targets as twisted validation. He frames this cruelty as a societal service, merging personal gratification with public acclaim. His ability, Priceless Tears, dissolves his form into evasive particles, bypassing physical barriers—yet flames remain his fatal weakness. This skill aids covert infiltration, aligning with his role in the elite Hunting Dogs. Six years before joining the military, Jouno operated within a criminal syndicate. Commander Ōchi Fukuchi, recognizing his lethal talents, recruited him into the Hunting Dogs while eyeing his potential for the shadowy Decay of the Angel—a nod to Jouno’s moral flexibility. Exposure to civilian gratitude, like an elderly woman’s heartfelt thanks, nudges his trajectory. Though still relishing manipulation—as seen when driving a thief to suicidal despair—he begrudgingly adopts a protector’s mantle, torn between innate sadism and duty’s pull. His name, blending “to gather” and “chrysanthemum” (Saigiku) with “paragraph” and “field” (Jōno), mirrors his duality. Openly fixated on outmatching colleague Tetchō Suehiro, he advocates for legalized torture, embodying the clash between institutional order and personal brutality. Jouno’s evolution remains fractured—a reluctant alignment with justice, tempered by fleeting empathy, yet forever shadowed by the thrill of the hunt.