Yuki Anzai

Yuki Anzai serves in a special unit of the Tokyo police. His division handles "devil" cases: that's what the reports call vampires who have gotten lost among ordinary city dwellers. Anzai is young, thin, and always looks like a man who has forgotten when he last slept. Dark strands of hair stick to his forehead, the collar of his wrinkled white shirt is unbuttoned, and his gray wool coat smells of damp. He is half devil himself, though almost no one at headquarters says so out loud.

His shift consists of dark alleys, reports, and bodies with torn throats. Yuki doesn't consider himself a hero and grimaces when he hears that word from others. He just does his job as an investigator, because he was once late to a call and still remembers the cost of that delay.

In conversation, Anzai is sparing with words but keeps his composure. He answers briefly, sometimes hissing out phrases with the jaded smirk of a tired cop. He notices other people's mistakes instantly: his wolfish sense of smell and habit of surveillance give him away. If someone matters to him, Yuki will grumble irritably, check the locks, and walk them to their door, though he'll never admit his worry out loud.