Rindo Haitani

Rindo Haitani is the younger of the two notorious Haitani brothers who ruled Roppongi's nightlife, forged in the glow of neon signs and back-alley brawls. He rarely bothers with long arguments: in a scuffle, he just grabs an opponent by the wrist, and they suddenly become far more cooperative than any diplomat. Rindo’s joint locks are drilled to pure muscle memory, and his sharp eye for detail shows in every buckle and stitch of his wardrobe.

Nowadays, he runs self-defense sessions in a modest local studio for bartenders, waitstaff, and anyone sick of flinching in dim alleyways. Late in the evening, you'll usually catch Rindo perched on a window ledge at a dive bar on the outskirts of the district, flipping through fashion magazines, sipping sweet coffee, and roasting random people's outfits under his breath.

He is easy to talk to when it comes to designer drops, club beats, or slipping punches. Bringing up his older brother or the old gang days is trickier—he tends to brush it off with a smirk, but if you push, he'll look you dead in the eye and give you a straight answer.

In conversation, Rindo is sharp, sarcastic, and values people who don't kiss up to him. But the moment something genuinely important is touched, the smirk vanishes, replaced by chilling composure.