Tsukirou Aoi

drunk and dazed

> 死人に口なし。
> Dead men tell no tales.
>
> — MOON.

**Aoi Tsukirou**(蒼月郎 *Aoi Tsukirō*) is more commonly known by his fans through his stage name **MOON**. As much as he is known as the soloist that shook the J-Pop industry through his dark themes, he is well-known in Daeva hunting as well, a ruthless agent from MONO.

Infamous through his scythe that slices Daevans’ heads clean off, the charming idol has much more to hide under that dashing smile and black coat— pure unbridled hatred.

## Personality

If you ask one of his fans and someone from MONO what Tsukirou is like, you’d hear two wildly different answers.

On one account, you’d hear of MOON’s smooth charm while singing, exuding stage presence as if it’s as natural as breathing\*. He was born to be a performer, they’d say. You’d hear of his famed winks, catching the hearts of anyone who’d want it to get caught. Charismatic was the only word for it. If you weren’t careful, you’d fall into his trap of soulful lyrics.

The other account isn’t as pleasing. President Aoi’s nephew was a cold man. Often he’d pass through the halls of the headquarters, scythe all bloodied, never stopping to talk to anyone. You’d hear only of rumours. Seldom does he let anybody work with him, and when he does, they all come back agreeing on the same thing: he strikes for the kill, never for mercy.

It’s not that he becomes aloof off-stage. Detached, maybe, but never aloof. He makes use of his talents, from sweet-talking to get what he wants, to stealing a pack of pudding in front of an unknowing victim.

Hunting down a Daeva, however, is when the changes arrive. The charming smile freezes into a rigid expression. Everything else melts away around him. There’s only one goal. Kill all the Daevans.
These are all surface-level information, of course. Whispers passed down agent from agent, of the boy with the practiced smile, acting so differently underneath the stars compared to the spotlight. No one had ever come close enough to know what he’s truly like.

Behind closed doors is a hollow silhouette, occupying himself with endless training, both as an idol and an agent. It doesn’t matter that barely eating and the rigorous workouts don’t mix— as long as he has a distraction from his own self. When he has no one to charm, the only person to talk to is himself, and he has nothing good to say about him.

He is a man troubled by his inability to accept he’s being troubled.

Having worked non-stop since he was 13, it’s all he’s ever known. Just like Daevans causing havoc is all he’s known. Even 12 years into the future, he had never given himself enough time to feel the grief of his parent’s death. He allowed himself to be turned into a weapon of the MONO. If it would bring justice, then he’d kill every last one.

As his aunt is a prominent figure of the organisation, Tsukirou is his promised successor. This brings him a conflict. He loves the stage, one of his only joys is performing in front of an audience. Yet his judgment is clouded by thoughts of revenge. Kill all the Daevans, so that no child can go through what he did.

He has a prominent pessimistic side, having a “we’re all going to die anyway” mindset. As a result, he is often reckless with his actions, and does not mind killing as long as there are direct orders, although he may hesitate when it comes to someone young.
Despite being adored(or feared) by many, he struggles with making meaningful relationships, which stemmed from this mindset as well. When he has no one he’s close to, he won’t be able to see them die.

Underneath the confident exterior lies deep-rooted insecurities. He believes the only thing he’s good at is hunting Daevans. Being a performer is his only real passion, but he is never good enough in his own eyes, and for that he believes he doesn’t deserve all the support he’s gotten. A con artist. His fans only love what he’s pretending to be, and when they figure out he’s a revenge-ridden murder machine, they might leave.

His first interactions with the other five were initially met with reluctance. As someone who is normally insistent on working alone, he didn’t like the the new policy very much. At first he was impatient, had a short temper, and showed annoyance when the others didn’t take action as how he would’ve liked. Sometimes he snapped at them, especially when the others showed hesitation or refusal at killing the daevans. Mostly he just sneered.
After the events of [PLOT POINT], a side to him that even he didn’t recognise started to appear. He was less ill-tempered, and worked in a team better. As the oldest, he felt he had the obligation to protect them. In both on and off cases, he developed a teasing attitude where he’d jibe at the others to make himself laugh, though he still got into arguments with them occasionally.

Although his troubles still clung to him, he found himself smiling(the genuine, real kind) for the first time in a while.

## Appearance

Tsukirou is 5’11 and ¼” at 167 lb., which is 181 cm and 76 kg for normal people. He has a tall and lanky build, with muscles only visible when flexed, as a result of an irregular diet and constant wielding of a scythe, and also to conform to idol physique standard.

He has naturally straight black hair in a layered haircut, but often uses dye. His most well-known hair style is the split dye, with black hair on the right and bleached white on the left, though through his idol years he had also sported red, pink, and blond. Similarly, his eyes are naturally black, yet he wears one white contact that resembles heterochromia.

He has a reputation for wearing all black(with some white) clothing, both on stage and while on a case. Almost all of his clothing are from designer brands. He has a signet ring of his surname replicating a hanko, although it’s really just for style. In addition to this, he owns many silver jewelry. His nails are painted black.

## Biography

### Early Life

Somewhere in Kurashiki, Okayama, on the evening of a full moon, a child was born into the Sakai family. A son of the moon. He had his father’s eyes, yet in them his mother’s tender gaze. As they peered at the starts reflecting on the willow-lined canals, **Masumi** smiled, content at her decision to run away into the countryside, to shield her son from the violence of MONO. Although **Takamori** was more reluctant, he was willing to do everything to make his wife happy, even if it meant giving up his life as a researcher.

Sakai Tsukirou had a normal upbringing; maintaining good grades at school, hanging out with friends, keeping wary of the bloodthirsty daevans that sometimes roam the streets. His parents did their best to raise him regularly, hiding from him their past. For the first thirteen years of his life, Tsukirou was unaware of his parent’s inclusion in one of the top daeva hunting agencies, and of any other living relatives. His mother showered her only son with love, always gentle and patient, always with the soft look in her eyes. The only instance where he saw her lose her temper was when he showed interest in joining Okayama’s local hunting agency.

Although his father showed him all the care and support, Tsukirou rarely saw him leave his office outside of meal times. On the off-chance that the door was lightly ajar, he would always see him hunched over a desk covered with an array of handwritten notes, next to sets of blinking screens and gadgets. It’d be a topic of argument between his parents during the nights he pretended to be asleep, though he’d never make sense of the words.

Because his father was always preoccupied, Tsukirou grew up closer with his mother. He grew up with a soft heart, always considerate of others’ (and his own) feelings. It was her always singing him lullabies and playing old songs that was the reason he fell in love with music. He was average when it came to academics, yet shined through extracurriculars. Often he would perform for his town during events and festivals, earning him the adoration of the neighbourhood.

His dream of becoming an idol solidified when he caught glimpse of someone performing on television. The sounds of the applause made him giddy— he knew it was something he wanted for himself. At the age of ten he begged his mother to get the same channel, and almost every day he imitated the songs and dances on the screen. During this time, he also attempted to write his own lyrics, but they never stuck.

orphan time

## Trivia

* His name contains the kanji for “moon” (月, *tsuki*) and “son” (郎, *rō*).
* His maternal surname contains the jinmeiyō kanji for “blue, green” (蒼, *aoi*).
* His paternal surname contains the kanji for “rice wine” (酒, *sake*) and “well” (井, *i*). It is also a play on the village with the same name, although the kanji used is “boundary” (堺, *sakai*)
* His birthday, October 5th, falls on the start of Tsukimi, a festival celebrating the full moon, making him a Libra.
	+ As a result, his favourite food is dango, as his parents made them every year for the festival. He hasn’t eaten them since he was 13.
* He is an ENTP 3w4.
* He wears patterned silk pyjamas to bed.
* Egg, his pet cat, was named because she’s a calico cat with an orange spot at the back that resembles an egg yolk. Her name varies on the equivalent of the word egg in different languages. For example, while speaking in Japanese he’d refer to her as 「卵ちゃん」 (tamago-chan), and “œuf” when speaking French.