He's a crossover character in anime/manga, and basically just very despicable.

As a parallel universe counterpart of Diavolo, Kurosaki Azami's cowardly and despicable personality is even more extreme than that of the Pink Octopus. He doesn't believe that ultraviolet lamps can significantly reduce the opponent's combat power—after all, setting aside the weaklings who can only shoot, there are quite a few magicians among the CIA's senior agents.

That's why he transferred his personal guard and Becky over, ordering them to launch sneak attacks and harass from the shadows to weaken the opponent as much as possible, thus reducing the difficulty for him to defeat Dosaki Sugiiwa, the main course.

"I must also work harder to thoroughly understand the sword manual left by our ancestors..."

The ancestor of the Becky family, the unparalleled French swordsman Worchard Becky, once collaborated with the legendary German swordsman Michael Hunt to co-author "One Hundred Sword Techniques," a famous work in the history of Western swordsmanship.

What Becky was trying to comprehend was the final move.

"Emiya Kiritsugu-senpai, thank you for your guidance..."

Stroking his abdomen, which was decorated with magic circles, Becky wore an enigmatic smile.

——————————————————The Crimson King————————————————

"A...experimental subject?!"

Seeing Kurosaki Azami's ugly smile, Hayasaka Nao completely lost her composure.

I could accept it if you said you wanted to follow in the footsteps of Cao Mengde, but you're telling me you're a mad scientist?

"Yes, I want you as the subject of my 'human demonization experiment'."

Kurosaki Azami made this inhumane request bluntly and without any remorse.

"The experiment is about to succeed, but it's just one step away from success."

A skilled magician is excellent experimental material. Although we can't obtain a living you, your soul combined with a clone would do...

"I will not agree! You inhuman monster! I would rather die!"

The chains of sin binding her limbs trembled, and Hayasaka Nao let out a desperate and indignant roar, completely disregarding her absolute disadvantage.

"First, you're dead. Second, you're right, I'm indeed no longer human. As for the third..."

Kurosaki Azami's sinister grin tore at Hayasaka Nao's heart like a withered demonic claw.

"This corpse could be your new body..."

It could also be Hayasaka Ai.

Her eyes widened in terror, and Hayasaka Nao trembled at Kurosaki Azami's wickedness.

"Help...help..."

Who will save you?

This Thistle Mansion is my private domain. Its permanent inhabitants are only me, my children, and 75 servants whose souls are completely under my control. Who would save you?

Standing up, Kurosaki Azami gently stroked Hayasaka Nao's face, which she dared not even shed a tear.

"After seeing this hell, don't you understand yet?"

Demons have no concept of morality; they are driven only by the purest selfish desires.

Xiao Ai... Husband...

"However, on the other hand, if you are willing to participate in the experiment, I am not going to refuse employee benefits."

Her menacing tone softened into gentleness as Kurosaki Azami offered an irresistible deal.

"Whether it's 'Lord of Hell - Azami Kurosaki', 'Head of the Hyakuba Family - Azami Kurosaki', or 'Passionate Boss - Diavolo', they will all provide protection for Hayasaka Ai. Even if Shinomiya Kimi wants to make a move against her, he'll have to think twice."

"OK....."

"Really? Then you can't refuse after hearing about the experiment."

In Nao Hayasaka's trembling pupils, the devil smiled and whispered.

How fast do humans recover after being transformed into demons?

How far away from the body will internal organs lose their activity?

The possibility of regeneration in aqua regia...

I want to know! I want to know everything!

"Okay, I'll be your guinea pig... I only ask that you protect Xiao Ai..."

"very good."

Turning away, Kurosaki Azami looked back at Hayasaka Nao, who had lost all hope.

"I'm not in charge of the experiment, my son is. Don't try anything funny..."

Schrödinger!

"Father?"

A cat-eared boy appears next to Kurosaki Azami.

"Professor Agasa and Ai Haibara are both assigned to you, so go ahead and do it."

In places unseen by all, new evils blossom and bear fruit.

Chapter 185 On the Eve of the Decisive Battle

“Mr. Tobio, we can begin our operation tomorrow.”

"Really, Miss Suzaku? That's wonderful!"

Inside the CIA headquarters, Zhuque Zhuqing and Sivir Tobio were chatting.

Over time, Tobio has become one of the group—all thanks to Kurosaki Azami's well-designed character.

In addition to referencing the original version of Venetian Tobio, the Passionate Organization also referenced Polnareff's personality when creating the character model, trying to portray the fictional character "Sivir Tobio" as a righteous and noble character who "just wanted to live a peaceful life but was harmed by Kurosaki Azami, and who, despite all the hardships, still remained optimistic and valued his comrades."

It's the kind of character that's very common in shonen anime: he takes a hit for the protagonist during the final battle, then unleashes a burst of power to create an opportunity to fight the boss, and finally dies peacefully in front of the protagonist's group.

With the support of a passionately organized think tank and Schrödinger's Kurosaki-like AI capabilities that surpass Silicon Valley, Toby Irving can now discuss the customs and culture of the Korean Peninsula, demonstrate gasification and cryogenics, engage in lively discussions with Aso Kurosuke about the red-light districts of Europe, and research Milanese fashion trends with Ruri Nene...

Even if it were posted online, it would be the template for the perfect boyfriend. Besides, Kurosaki Azami just wanted to use this doll to gain the trust of the Japanese Azami Gang.

This strategy proved to be very successful—what man could resist a guy who's enthusiastic, outgoing, experienced, can tell you dirty jokes, gives fashion advice, and isn't interested in your girlfriend?

"Then please, Mr. Tobio, come with us to the Twilight Villa to fight against the Passionate Organization!"

As it turns out, Sugiiwa Dosaki is indeed a coward—now that it's confirmed that Tobio isn't a spy, they can safely use him as cannon fodder!

"Of course, Mr. Dosaki. That scoundrel Kurosaki Azami has an irreconcilable hatred for me, and I will definitely do my best to help him!"

While cursing under his breath, Schrödinger, far away in the Azurlan Mansion, controlled Tobio to utter extremely righteous words.

"Me too (in French)!"

"Cannon Fodder Number One," Polulev chimed in.

Becky, that little girl, has already had her head chopped off; she's completely dead.

The Becky family is currently leaderless. Once Becky's boss, Kurosaki Azami, is eliminated, Poluleff will become the emperor of the Becky family!

And so, people with their own thoughts completed another exchange.

————————————————————The Crimson King—————————

"Lord Ji........."

The following day at noon, in the student council room of Shuchiin Academy, Kurosaki Azami, who hadn't been able to calm down for a long time, listened to Fujiwara Chika's outburst of rants that day.

I have important things to do tonight, so I'll just treat this as a pastime.

“When I went there yesterday, I saw Uncle Goro… He looked at me with a look full of surprise and pity, as if to say, ‘How did you end up in a place like this?’”

Tears welled up in the eyes of the person suffering from the cancer of the earth, evoking a sense of pity.

"I was surrounded by fat middle-aged men everywhere—in front of me, behind me, and beside me. They were staring at me with menacing eyes. I had already said 'no,' but they still looked at me with those predatory eyes..."

My stomach was bulging out, and they kept staring at me until I was about to throw up before they let me go...

I was squatting alone in a toilet stall, crying and vomiting uncontrollably...

"Chika-chan...."

Gently stroking Fujiwara Chika's head with his left hand, Kurosaki Azami slowly spoke:

"Next time, remember, at 'Jiro-kei Ramen,' don't order a large portion and ask for extra. If you can't finish it, you'll get scolded by those grumpy staff..."

If it weren't for the latest issue of "The Savior of the Hungry" featuring Goro Inogashira's restaurant review, Azami Kurosaki would have really thought that Chika Fujiwara had encountered some kind of pervert.

Aside from myself, which villain would dare to touch the eldest daughter of the Fujiwara family?

"Oh, I see... By the way, what were you talking about when Ji-kun came to my house to see my dad the day before yesterday and wouldn't let me in?"

"Don't tell you."

With the backing of the imperial family and the financial support of enthusiastic organizations, Fujiwara Daichi also made great strides in the political arena, and the Fujiwara family became a "family with two ministers," further solidifying its unshakeable position in the political arena.

But that wasn't enough for Azami Kurosaki.

"Uncle Earth, have you really never thought about restoring the glory of your ancestors?"

The day before yesterday morning, at the Fujiwara family residence.

Fujiwara Daichi was taken aback by Kurosaki Azami's question.

The Fujiwara family produced a prime minister, but that was back in his grandfather's generation.

"As you know, the political scene in Japan is greatly influenced by the United States. The prime minister must be pro-American, and the Fujiwara family clearly does not meet this requirement."

Due to the economic downturn, the Japanese public, especially young people, have adopted a passive attitude towards elections, focusing only on maintaining the status quo...

If you want to change this situation, you must become a 'new force'.

"Kurosaki-kun, you mean...?"

"Leave your Liberal Democratic Party and choose to form a new party."

He handed over a roster, which Fujiwara Daichi opened with a puzzled look.

"Matō Kariya, Yukinoshita Yono..."

"These are all reserve talents that our enthusiastic organization has prepared for Uncle Earth, and they can be used at any time."

"marvelous........"

The roster flipped through the pages with a rustling sound, and Fujiwara Daichi's eyes gleamed with anticipation.