Tetsuhito Kagiroi - Character Outline

Character Outline

Tetsuhito is the current head of the Kagiroi family and one of Sōhaku Kago’s most trusted subordinates. Despite his young appearance, Tetsuhito is several hundred years old. He has been kept alive and young by Sohaku, who has the power to control death. He usually seen carrying a large machete like sword with him.

He is a descendant of the great warrior nicknamed, Susa. Susa fathered a child with either the wife or daughter of leader of metal workers that he had recently slain. She attempted suicide by drinking iron sand, but no matter how much she drank she did not die until she gave birth to the child. Since then, it has been a Kagiro family tradition for the women to nightly drink iron sand. This gives birth to the family's Iron Bodies.

Tetsuhito's birth happened in an unusual way, as his mother was forced by Sōhaku to swallow a bomb while he was still in the womb. This resulted in her whole upper torso getting blown apart, despite this Tetsuhito survived.

Tetsuhito longs for a worthy opponent, he even thanks God when he comes to the conclusion Masataka Takayanagi is worthy. He has no problem killing anyone, but he claims he won't enjoy if the opponent is weak. He doesn't have much of a moral code as he will beat a woman nearly to death, will attack before an opponent is ready, and will kill people without warning if they seem to be a threat to Sohaku. At the same time, however, he does show some kind of honor as he actually heals Masataka, after he saves everyone. He also seemed to respect the fact that Masataka saved both his enemies and his allies. He seems fairly good at sizing up his opponents, and despite his age has no problems incorporating technology into his fighting. He is pretty observant, or at least more so than Katsumi Kabuto.

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