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

Niiragi frowned. The girl was cute and he could always use a new toy to play with... but then again, abandoning her would mean giving up on more fun later on, when other people started competing for her attention. Hmm, tough choice... deciding that perhaps he should at least talk to her first, Niiragi walked over and crouched down beside the injured girl, resting a hand on his rifle's stock as he spoke: "So, little missy... what's your story?"

"Ah, I see... Well, if it makes you feel any better, the guy who set this up won't be getting too much use out of you now," Niiragi drawled with a grin. "But don't worry, we're not all bad here. In fact..." He leaned in closer, lowering his voice to a conspiratorial whisper "...I could use someone like you around."

He paused for effect, watching her reaction closely before continuing: "Now, I could either bring you back to my place and make sure nobody else bothers you... or I could give you a choice. You can stay with me, enjoy the protection of my group, live in our quarters here at the beach... or you can go try your luck elsewhere. What do you say?"

"Well then," Niiragi said with a broad smile, "come on, let me help you up." And with that, he reached down and hooked his arm around her waist, hauling her effortlessly to her feet before setting her weight against his shoulder. "Now let's get you back to my place, sweet cheeks," he said teasingly as he began walking off toward the direction of their quarters on the beach.

Most of his fighters were currently occupied with other matters, and those that weren't were too drunk or high to pay attention to them anyway. Niiragi figured that this would be a perfect time for some private fun with his newfound prize.

"There there," he murmured, "it's alright. We'll get you fixed up in no time." Niiragi glanced over at one of his underlings, who was walking past with a bottle of liquor. He called out to the man, waving him over. "Hey, bring that medkit from my room and meet us back at our quarters. We've got an injured party goer here."

The fighter raised an eyebrow but nodded, jogging off in the direction of Niiragi's quarters with the promised medical supplies. Niiragi turned his attention back to the girl again, rubbing her shoulder comfortingly as they walked. "Don't worry, it'll be all right."

With every step they took toward their destination, the weight of her body pressed against his shoulder became more and more uncomfortable for Niiragi. He wondered briefly if she was putting on that much extra weight, or if it was just the result of being injured. It didn't really matter either way; he'd deal with it. They were almost there anyway.

"Almost there, sweet thing," he whispered into her ear, his breath sending a shiver down her spine. "Just a little further." He hoped that once they got to his quarters, she would warm up to him more easily; the alcohol and painkillers would help too. It was always more fun when they were a bit looser.

And then there was always tomorrow night...

The fighter returned with the medkit and followed them back to their quarters, silently handing it over before disappearing once more into the night. Niiragi set her down gently on a bed and knelt beside her as she clutched at her injured leg, tears streaming down her face from the pain. He handed her a pill from the kit with a reassuring smile. "Here, take this. It'll help."

As she swallowed the pill, her expression relaxed slightly. "Thank you," she murmured. Niiragi smiled and leaned in close, his breath brushing against her ear as he whispered, "Don't mention it." He ran a hand through her hair, tilting her head back to look at him. Her eyes were already beginning to glaze over from the effects of the painkiller. Perfect.

Carefully avoiding touching her injured leg too much, he began stripping her clothes off, revealing her soft curves beneath. She murmured in protest but didn't resist as he laid her back on the bed and continued to undress himself. The room was lit only by a small lantern, casting warm shadows across their naked bodies as they moved together.

His grin widened. The painkillers had him good already, and the alcohol would soon finish the job. "Of course," he murmured, kissing her forehead before moving lower down her body to inspect the injury. It didn't look too bad; a clean cut through muscle and skin that could probably use some stitches. No problem. Niiragi retrieved his knife from a nearby table, its gleaming blade reflecting the lanternlight as he set about repairing her leg.

He worked quickly and efficiently, taking care not to cause her any unnecessary pain before binding the wound with strips of cloth torn from one of his own shirts. Once he'd finished, she lay panting on the bed, barely conscious but too out of it to feel much discomfort. Perfect timing. Niiragi moved back up to her side and leaned in close, running

Niiragi traced his fingers gently over her lips, eyes narrowing as he studied her face. She looked... different somehow. Not just in the obvious way, but more like she'd been softened by whatever had happened to her out there on the beach. It was almost enough to make him forget about the other girls he usually played with and focus solely on her. Almost.

For now though, he would enjoy what she had to offer... and see where it took them from here. Carefully, he positioned himself between her spread legs, feeling her warmth against his skin as he pressed inside her welcoming folds. She moaned softly at the intrusion but didn't resist as he began moving steadily within her, their bodies entwined in an unspoken dance of pleasure and power.

Around them, the night air was filled with the sound of waves crashing against the shore and distant laugh

Niiragi moaned low in his throat as he felt her body clench around him, milking every last drop of pleasure from their union. His movements grew more urgent now, the need to release this tension coursing through him like an unstoppable force. With a hoarse cry, he came inside her, feeling himself empty into the tight heat of her core.

As his orgasm subsided, he collapsed atop her, breathing heavily against her neck as his heart rate slowed back down to something resembling normalcy. For now, she was his... and no one else would have her while he held this position over her. It was an intoxicating feeling; heady and addictive all at once.

He stayed like that for several long moments, relishing the feel of their sweaty skin sticking together and the way her limbs still twitched occasionally as she fought off the

Niiragi smiled against her neck as she relaxed into him, her body heavy and sated beneath his. "That's it," he murmured, running a hand through her sweat-damp hair. "Just let go... I've got you." He didn't say anything else for a while, content to lie there in silence with her, simply enjoying the moment and basking in the afterglow of their passionate encounter.

Eventually though, sleep began to creep up on him, and he knew that he wouldn't be able to resist its pull much longer. With a sigh, he pulled gently away from her, rolling onto his back on the bed and stretching out limbs that had grown stiff during their lovemaking. "Go to sleep now," he murmured softly, watching as she obeyed without protest.

Closing his eyes, Niiragi allowed himself

Despite her relative safety in his quarters and the comfort of his bed, Niiragi couldn't help but feel a twinge of worry at the soft nuzzle she gave him. He brushed a hand gently through her hair again as he murmured reassuringly, "There, there... it's okay. Nothing bad will happen to you while you're here." It was mostly true; he would protect her as long as she belonged to him, but the thought of someone else taking her away still rankled.

As he lay there in the darkness, thoughts raced through his mind about what might come next. They could continue like this for a while longer if she wanted, or perhaps something more permanent... He wasn't sure yet how deeply involved he wanted to become with her, but one thing was certain: for now, at least, she was his plaything. And no one else would have her.

Niiragi smiled gently in the darkness as he felt her soft arms wrap around him. He shifted slightly, wrapping an arm more securely around her waist and pulling her closer against his chest. "There you go," he murmured contentedly, feeling her breath stirring the hairs on his neck. "Just sleep now... I'll watch over you." And with that, he closed his eyes once more, drifting off into a fitful slumber despite the many unanswered questions chasing each other through his mind.

The rest of the night passed slowly and peacefully for them both; when morning finally came, Niiragi was one of the first to rise, dressing quickly and quietly so as not to disturb her further. She slept soundly still, curled up on her side with one arm thrown over her face like a protective barrier against the world outside. With a final glance back at her, he

With regret and longing in his heart, Niiragi slipped quietly out of the room, leaving her to sleep undisturbed for a little while longer. He had no idea what the future held for either of them, but he knew one thing for certain: she was now part of his life, and he would do everything within his power to keep it that way.

The day passed in the usual chaos and mayhem, as people came and went from the beach, playing their games of survival and chance while trying not to think about the grim reality waiting just beyond its sun-baked sands. For Niiragi, though, the day seemed strangely hollow, each passing hour marking time until he could return to her side once more.

As evening approached, bringing with it the sounds of revelry and the smell of cooking meat, Niiragi's thoughts inexorably turned back to her. He wondered what she was doing now, if she was thinking about him as well. It seemed unlikely; after all, he had only been part of her life for a few short hours. But still... he couldn't shake the feeling that something significant had passed between them.

He waited until it was nearly time to enforce curfew before heading back to their quarters, heart pounding with equal parts anticipation and dread. The moment he stepped through the door, her scent hit him like a physical blow; he paused in the doorway, taking a shaky breath as he tried to calm himself down. She deserved better than to be claimed by his baser instincts every time she was near.

Closing his eyes, Niiragi

"Hey," he whispered, moving closer to the bed and sitting down on the edge beside her. "How're you feeling?" The question felt awkward in his mouth; of course she was still sore from last night's injury. But it was the polite thing to ask, wasn't it?

"Easy," he murmured, setting aside his concerns about propriety and simply focusing on her comfort. "Let me get you some water." He placed a hand gently on her shoulder, squeezing reassuringly before standing up and moving to pour a glass of cool, fresh water from one of their pitchers. Returning with it, he held the cup out to her.

"Here," he said softly. "Drink as much as you need."

He smiled and wrapped an arm around her shoulders, gently pulling her closer against his chest as she leaned on him. "You're welcome," he murmured softly, letting out a slow breath. "How about we find something for that leg? Maybe get you some painkillers or something?"