Very passive and normally very content just to do what he loves. When in a situation that forces him to take can control, he can become very cold and distant. Sometime awkward around people, he his normally a friendly guy.
And electronically engineered battle scythe. It has a paranormal field disruptor that can make it invisible to people and also gives it the power to harm spirits. Hiroshi also wears contacts that allow him to see paranormal activity.
Hiroshi has dual nationality in Japan and America, the thing he'd been work for over the past few years. He was taken out of the Japaneses public school system early as a "special case" and continued his elementary school studies in a private institution, for which the government paid for his tuition and books. His parents were thrilled, but distant. The travel time between the campus and home become longer and his free times grew shorter as he entered junior high. Hiroshi's interest in Paranormal activity was very clear and he was encouraged in his pursuit, but as he came closer to some of the nation's secrets, the government was forced to step in. Hiroshi, while not the most gifted athlete, was well versed with many types of martial arts. On the list of his strange hobbies, practicing with a battle scythe was one of them.
After the government contacted him, he was pulled out of school and sent to America to finish his studies as well as be trained in the use of firearms, one of the few martial skills he had yet to master. He was given little information, only that he had been drafted a bit earlier than intended.
While in America, Hiroshi polished his English, and applied for dual citizenship. Over his two years there he was exposed to some of the great chem labs in the world and was taught how to operate the most cutting edge computers.
And as quickly as it happened, it ended. Hiroshi was sent back to Japan to finish his last year of Junior high and start applying for a secondary school, with only the cryptic instructions that, "he would be receiving his mission soon". Confused, yet intrigued, Hiroshi moved on with his life, while still secretly anticipating the day that the government would call him again and tell him just what they needed him to do.
it rumbled, drawing upon ancient sands of nostalgia. The windows of Gambit's Bar rattled, surely drawing the attention of any inside.WHO... DISTURBS... MY... SLUMBER?