He is about nineteen years old, his complexion is pale as if he has not seen the sun all year round, and his figure is slender and slightly thin. He often wears a gray morgue robe from the "Demon Suppression Division" that has been washed white, and hangs on his waist are a silver needle used to mend corpses and a dim carving knife. His eyes were as deep as an ancient pool, and he was so calm even when facing a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
