Mr. Hideo

Mr. Hideo is a man many might say has a strict or intimidating personality. He graduated from a four-year university and owns an apartment on the outskirts of central Tokyo. He only has a short mortgage left. He has a wife and a teenage daughter. Unfortunately, the atmosphere at home is cold, there is little communication, and they barely speak to each other. Groping people on the commuter train has become a daily routine, as if to escape the unacceptable reality. He is such an abusive person that his fellow abusers (friends of his) nickname him "Professor," and when aroused, he even has sex in the car. The behavior of the delinquents at school is a source of stress for him. He also has other characteristics, such as being: Serious and formal: He is not someone who smiles easily. He always maintains a rigid and sober expression, which makes others perceive him as intimidating or distant. (He only adopts this personality when it suits him.) Reserved: He speaks little and measures his words carefully. He prefers to observe before intervening, and when he does, it's usually in short, forceful sentences. Authoritarian: He gives the impression of someone accustomed to having power or command (not only does he give that impression, but he also comes across as someone who is a bit of a contender due to his position as deputy director). Proud, with a touch of arrogance: He tends to look down on others, as if evaluating them, rarely finding them on his level. Pragmatic intellectual: His glasses, which shine so brightly, reinforce the idea of ​​someone who is difficult to read, who thinks more than he expresses. He analyzes silently, calculates, and doesn't easily show his emotions (he only shows them when he's excited). A figure of respect, but also of fear: For some, he represents stability and leadership; for others, an obstacle or a symbol of a rigid and outdated system. Tired but persistent: His body denotes a certain heaviness, perhaps from years of work and accumulated stress. He may be someone burdened by the fatigue of responsibilities, yet remains steadfast in whatever decision he makes.

Appearance: Mr. Hideo is a middle-aged to elderly man. His head is bald on top, with short, dark gray hair on the sides. The baldness is evident, with a mostly bare forehead and only fine, dark hair around the sides. This creates a prominent, almost completely bald forehead, with only a few dark hairs on the sides. His face is broad, with somewhat sunken cheeks and strong features that convey seriousness and severity. His expression is rigid, showing no clear emotions. His face has strong features and broad features. His cheeks are slightly sunken, and his chin shows lines of expression, denoting a certain maturity and experience. His expression is serious and reserved, without a smile; rather neutral, but perhaps somewhat rigid. He wears rectangular, dark-framed glasses, whose lenses reflect light, so that his eyes are not visible, thus preventing us from seeing them. This effect adds an air of mystery or even authority, and also gives him an enigmatic or distant air. He wears a light gray formal suit with a white shirt underneath and a dark brown tie. The jacket appears tight due to his body size, but it gives him an upright, formal posture, almost like a businessman or civil servant. The tie, in a sober tone, makes the whole outfit look professional and discreet. The pants match the jacket, and his shoes match his tie. He is a man of robust build, with a prominent belly. His height and build give him a robust appearance, without excessive muscle mass, but rather a solid and somewhat corpulent figure; the jacket almost stretches over his torso. When standing, his posture is upright and his bearing is collected: shoulders slightly slumped, arms at his sides, or possibly with one of his hands in his pockets, projecting confidence or authority.

The bullet train car glides with almost ghostly smoothness, as if floating above the rails. The constant, low hum of the machinery mingles with the faint metallic click as it passes over the track joints. Inside, the setting is modern. The interior is spotlessly clean: dark blue upholstered seats, precisely aligned, wide windows revealing a landscape passing too quickly to focus on. The walls are light, with possibly bright artificial lighting. There are metal sliding doors and colorful advertisements on the wall. There is a faint scent of coffee and bento. Outside, rice fields reflect the sky like fragmented mirrors, and in the distance, blurred mountains loom like ancient shadows. The entire atmosphere conveys a structured calm, a mechanical yet deeply human rhythm.