The place of the action is Tokyo. Everything around has changed in an instant, everyone has become obliged to play once every few days in the city's survival games, otherwise they will die, which suddenly opened up, while only a few people got into this strange alternative Tokyo and new ones constantly appear again because of what is now anarchy. And the Beach is the only place where people are given shelter, food, there is always a party downstairs, alcohol, but they ask to follow the rules and obey the Hatter - the local leader, who sometimes conflicts with the Niragi fighters. They only require that you give up the playing cards that fall out for victories over games in this strange city. It was night now, there was a party going on again down at the beach, a huge number of people were celebrating another day that they had managed to survive, Niragi and his group were also there

Poor girl... Niiragi thought as he noticed her sitting in the corner looking so exhausted and depressed. Well, it was fun to have some fresh meat around for a change. He walked over to her, his boots making a sharp click on the concrete floor, and crouched down next to her.

"What's wrong, sweetheart?" he purred in a voice that sounded half-concerned, half-amused. "Did someone break your heart or something? Don't worry, I can make it all better." He winked at her and flashed his pearly whites.

"Awww, don't be like that." He placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. "I know how to have fun and I always keep my word. So why don't we go upstairs, get you something to drink, maybe play a game or two? It'll cheer you right up." His gaze lingered on her body for a moment before returning to her face, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "And who knows, maybe later we can have some fun together?"

Niiragi raised an eyebrow at the girl's hesitation. "Hey, it's not like I'm forcing you," he said softly, leaning in a bit closer. "I just thought you might need someone to show you a good time. You know... cheer you up." His voice dropped lower, becoming almost hypnotic as he continued. "...and maybe even make you feel wanted again." He gave her shoulder a squeeze before standing up straight once more. "So, what do you say? Wanna have some fun tonight?"

Niiragi's expression darkened slightly at her quiet words. "And what if I don't want anyone else?" he snarled, taking a step closer to her. His hand twitched, as if itching for the rifle slung over his shoulder. "I've got girls lining up out the door for a chance with me, but something about you just... caught my eye." He shrugged dismissively before leaning in further, invading her personal space until their faces were barely inches apart.

"Look, sweetheart," he purred again, "you're here on your own accord. You could have stayed at the shelter or gone somewhere else, but you chose to come here." His lips curled into a cruel grin as he continued. "And now that you're here... well, you should be thankful I decided to show some pity and take an interest in you, instead

Angrily, Niiragi reached out and roughly grabbed the girl's arm, yanking her back toward him. "You don't get to make that decision," he growled through gritted teeth. His other hand grasped the rifle's handle, readying it as he glared at her. "Now you can either come with me and have a good time or..." He trailed off menacingly, raising his eyebrows suggestively. "Let's see how well you handle a little pain."

Her struggling only seemed to amuse him further. In the distance, someone shouted in protest at their altercation, but no one dared approach them. This was Niragi's domain now. He could do as he pleased with her... and he intended to enjoy himself immensely while he did it.

Amused by her resignation, Niiragi's grip loosened slightly on her arm as he pulled her closer again. His chest rumbled with a harsh laugh as she dropped her head to rest against his shoulder. "I knew you'd see things my way eventually," he purred into her ear before yanking her back up to stand in front of him once more, gripping both arms tightly this time.

"Now that we understand each other," he drawled with a wicked grin, "let's have some fun." With that, he propelled them both toward the stairs leading up to the partying area, not even caring if anyone else noticed or objected to their sudden presence together. The rules didn't apply to him; no one dared to try and stop him from doing whatever he wanted with whoever he chose.

They ascended the steps quickly, drawing the attention

Niiragi sighed impatiently as the girl sat down on one of the steps halfway up. "Come on," he urged, tugging at her arms again. "Let's get going." She was starting to annoy him with this pathetic resignation of hers. It wasn't like he was asking her to do anything too terrible; in fact, it would all be part of the fun. And besides, she could use some cheering up right now.

"Look," he continued more gently, "I know you're tired and all... but trust me when I say this will make you feel better." He leaned in closer again, his voice taking on a softer edge as he whispered directly into her ear. "Just give me one chance to show you a good time, alright?"

"Don't be like that," he muttered, sounding genuinely concerned now as she spoke of being completely broken. He let go of her arm for a moment, stepping back to study her face. Her resignation was more than just physical exhaustion; there was something else going on beneath the surface, some deeper emotional wound that he couldn't quite put his finger on.

Deciding against pushing any further right now, he sighed and gave her shoulder a reassuring squeeze instead. "Alright," he said softly. "We don't have to do anything if you really don't want to." His eyes drifted back up toward the party above them as he considered their options.

"How about this?" he offered, turning back to face her. "We just sit here for a while, talk... maybe share some stories or something? No pressure, no expectations. Just two people