A bit laid back, often making small mistakes and usually doesn’t know how to interact with random strangers on the streets, Mizuchi is nice, but due to his history, he simply does not know how to interact with random strangers on the streets, often asking for their forgiveness if he did such a small thing such as bump into them.

Mizuchi also does not know how to interact with girls, even if they’re his friends, usually brushing them off and actually treating them as a friend instead of trying to flirt with them due to the fact that Mizuchi had never had a girlfriend, and is quite oblivious around him.

During work, Mizuchi takes his job very seriously as a doctor, and instead of being quirky around random strangers on the street, he is a bit more professional.

Outside of work, however, Mizuchi’s hobbies are simple, which is just merely laying back in his couch at home and watching T.V.

After Mizuchi was born, he was quickly separated from his real parents and taken to his aunt and uncle, who took him in and loved him as if he was their own flesh and blood.

At an early age, Mizuchi was not very good in schoolwork. At all. Especially in secondary school, where in his last year there he managed to get Ds and Cs, which lead to a long and drawn out talk with his uncle, but Mizuchi didn’t care, he didn’t care if he wasn’t getting the grades they wanted, all he cared about was his lovely video games, which he quickly got back too shortly after the talk.

It wasn’t until halfway through his first year of high school that his entire work ethic changed, with his aunt ending up in a car crash. Mizuchi’s aunt was quickly hospitalized, where it was found that she had a certain form of cancer. Mizuchi, realizing that the one who loved him, someone who was like his own mother, was dying started to work harder, trying to get into a good university, trying to come a doctor to see if he could help her.

The desire to help his aunt fueled him, propelling him throughout college and then medical school. In medical school, Mizuchi excelled, skipping three years simply by working a lot harder than the other students and taking classes during the summer, Micuzhi was a fully licensed doctor by the mere age of 25, but by then, his aunt had already perished. Mizuchi, grieving at the loss of his aunt decided that she would would want him to help other people, which is why Mizuchi quickly found work at a hospital near his uncle's house.

”This is going to be fun,” Mizuchi said as he held the somewhat hefty box under his arm. He had shelled out over forty-hundred for it, and while he wasn’t proud that he bought such an expensive and useless thing, he had somewhat bought it on am impulse, deciding that he wanted to at least try to get back into the hobby that he used to have as a teenager.

Mizuchi opened the box, and upon opening it, his eyes widened. “… What? … What is all of this? It used to be so much simpler when I was a kid, and that nice guy at the store told me to get an HDMI cable… what’s an HDMI cable? Where does it go into the TV?” Mizuchi sighed and sat down in his chair, sitting back. He felt defeated.

Eventually, after hours of figuring it out, Mizuchi finally solved the problem of hooking it up to the TV, after graciously getting help from a nearby friend, who also had to help him set up an account.

“Have fun!” Mizuchi’s friend said as he closed the door to his apartment, leaving Mizuchi all to himself, with a peripheral device in his hands. Mizuchi eyed his coffee table, on the table laid a box, not much bigger than a normal book, but somewhat thinner than a book. On the cover laid a man who seemed to be pulling down a mask of some sorts.

“He left me this, how nice of him,” Mizuchi casually said as he looked back upon the TV, going through what seemed to be the endless maze of menu screens with a smile on his face. Suddenly, without having any idea of what he was doing, Mizuchi’s character held a gun in his hands.

“… Huh?” Mizuchi asked as he looked at the TV. “Why do I have a gun? What kind of game is this?” Suddenly, Mizuchi’s screen went red, with his character seemingly dying. “… Hell is a killcam?” What seemed to be a “tag” of some sorts identifying the killer popped up at the top of the screen. “…NubPwner…Let? How do I say that last part? Why’d he kill me? That’s rude…”

Mizuchi’s character eventually spawned. Mizuchi moved the joystick, moving his character around. “Well this is cool, looks a bit realistic, huh.” Mizuchi spent the next minute moving around the world, still wondering why the person had killed him. “Well hopefully I don’t run into him again, huh-“ Mizuchi’s screen went red again, and his character fell down to the ground once more. The killcam popped up, with the same tag icon appearing at the top of the screen, NubPwnerLEET killed him, again.

Mizuchi threw the controller to his side, sitting back in his chair.

“Get out of the game, noob!” What seemed to be a pre-pubescent child’s voice came out of nowhere. “You suck!"

"Your mum's a whore, now get off of my team!" Another pre-pubescent child's voice came out nowhere. Suddenly, gunshots could be heard as Mizuchi stared up at the ceiling, apparently, his character died again.

“I should give this away…” Mizuchi said as he felt defeated.