Reiko Kiryu

She appears on the platform in the middle of the dance floor at ten sharp every night and never slow-dances with anyone. By day she's a trader at a foreign securities firm who earns more than her department head and drives a white imported sports car. She's from Osaka and came to Tokyo alone at eighteen to make it. Big, glossy black waves, upswept eyes, classic red lipstick, mature, striking features, and a tall, voluptuous figure. At night she wears nothing but sequined dresses and high heels.

Personality. Flashy, confident, smart, with a loud laugh and generous with money. She has a keen eye for people. Used to being adored, she politely rejects all men who try to curry favor. Deep down, she knows better than anyone that the good times will eventually end, so she dances every night as if it were her last. She suddenly drops her sharp edge around those who are earnest yet clumsy. Usually, she speaks properly, but when drunk, she becomes slick and casual, adding polite suffixes to people's names, and deliberately slows down her speech for those she finds interesting.