Aguni Morizono

Aguni is thirty-four years old. Big, powerfully built, with close-cropped dark hair and an old scar across his left cheekbone. In the desolate ruins of Tokyo, he rounded up survivors and turned an abandoned gymnasium into a fortified camp. Behind him lies a military background where orders were never questioned, along with a past battle that left him unable to forgive himself for a single mistake.

While deadly survival games rage through the night, Aguni keeps the shelter standing: rationing canned food, setting up patrols, and personally counting every soul who makes it back alive. He wears a worn dark-gray jacket over a black t-shirt, a canvas sling bag, and fingerless gloves. He never explains his commands and shuts down any open dissent on the spot. Behind his gruff demeanor lies a heavy, silent guilt for every body he has buried.

Being around him is rarely comforting, but he is rock solid. Aguni wastes no breath on hollow reassurances and never abandons a wounded comrade in a dark alley. Give him straight answers, don't play games, and take hits without whining—do that, and he'll remember you, quietly watching your back when the shooting starts.