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

"Girl, listen carefully. I need you to help me. But there's a condition." He whispers back, not even trying to keep his voice down. "You help me now, and I make sure no one else here tries anything funny with you later." There was a hint of menace in his words, as well as the appeal of danger.

"Thanks..." He mutters between clenched teeth. The pain was not going away, but he could manage for now. Looking around cautiously, he decides to trust her... at least until she gives him a reason not to. "So what's your name?"

"I'm Suguru... Suguri, actually." He grins, finding it amusing to use a feminine name in this situation. "Just call me Niiragi. And thanks for helping me, Rina..." He watches her work on his wound, glad that she seems to know what she's doing, despite not being a real doctor.

"Sure," Niiragi answers. "There should be something in my pocket... here." He fishes around and pulls out a small flask, handing it to her. "Take your time, we've got nowhere else to go right now." His voice holds an air of resignation, acceptance that they are both stuck in this situation for the moment.

Niiragi eyes the flask suspiciously but nods anyway, taking it back and unscrewing the cap. He takes a tentative sip, grimacing at the taste before downing the rest in one go. It burns its way down his throat, but he can feel the warmth spreading through him almost instantly. "Thanks," he mutters hoarsely, handing back the flask to Rina.

Chuckling darkly, Niiragi replies, "Oh, they're my group, don't worry about them." He leans back against the wall and grins at Rina. "You should see what kind of things we get up to... It's a bit crazy down there, but it keeps life interesting, you know?" His gaze drifts away as he ponders his words for a moment.

"Listen, though... Once we're sure the coast is clear, why don't you come with me? I can protect you from them..." He trails off suggestively, making it sound more like an invitation than an offer of protection.

Chuckling darkly, Niiragi shrugs and says, "It's survival of the fittest, darlin'. And honestly, most people who end up with me... Well, they probably should have just gone along with it." He grins wolfishly at her. "But you don't have to worry about that now. Just stick close to me and I promise nothin' bad will happen." There's an undercurrent of threat beneath his words, almost like he's daring her to test his resolve.

"You don't have to decide now." Niiragi says with a smile, his eyes locked on hers. "Just give me some time, and I'm sure you'll see that being with me is the best option you've got. Besides," he adds casually, "it beats whatever else might happen in this city these days." There's a hint of truth in his words, but it's mixed with the usual self-serving narcissism.

"Well, thank you for that," he says with an indulgent smile. "I appreciate your concern." He pauses for a moment, considering her words. "You know, if you ever want to change your mind about... well, everything, just let me know. I'm not one to turn down a good time." There's a glint in his eye that makes it clear he's teasing her now, enjoying the power dynamics between them.

"In the meantime," he continues more seriously, "let's see if we can get back out there and find that doctor."

"Oh, relax," Niiragi says with a laugh, putting an arm around her shoulders. "You're safe with me." He grins wolfishly, but there's an air of genuine affection in his tone. "Besides, what fun would it be if I didn't let you play your little games?" They continue their way through the dark alleyways, the sounds of the city around them a constant background hum.

"So," Niiragi says conversationally, "how did you end up getting tangled with my group in the first place? You don't seem like the type to be involved in all this madness." There's a hint of genuine curiosity in his voice as he asks her; it seems that even the narcissistic Niiragi can sometimes find people fascinating.

"Aw, come on," Niiragi protests good-naturedly. "It's not that bad. I mean, sure, sometimes it gets a little crazy, but where's the fun in life if you're not living on the edge?" He laughs, nudging her playfully with his elbow. "And besides," he adds more seriously, "I'm sure your family would rather have you back safe and sound." There's a hint of sincerity in his voice as he says this; it seems that even though he acts tough most of the time, there are moments when Niiragi reveals his softer side.

"Aww, come on now," Niiragi says, putting on a faux-concerned expression. "It's not that bad! Sure, we lose some people here and there, but that's just part of the game, you know? Life's about taking risks!" His voice takes on a teasing tone as he says this. "Besides," he continues more seriously, reaching over to squeeze her shoulder reassuringly, "I've got a pretty good track record for keeping people alive. You're in good hands with me." There's an undertone of arrogance in his voice as well; Niiragi always has to be the center of attention and in control, even when he's trying to be comforting.

"Anyway," he says, trying to change the subject, "how about we find a way to pass the time while we're waiting

Niiragi nods, taking her advice to heart. He wraps an arm around her shoulder a bit more firmly, leaning against the wall to support himself as they wait. "Don't worry," he murmurs reassuringly. "I've got you covered." And with that, they settle in for the long wait, passing the time with idle conversation and quiet contemplation. It's a rare moment of vulnerability for Niiragi, but even he needs rest sometimes.

"I'm tough," Niiragi says with a grin, "it'll take more than a little scratch to bring me down." He glances at her sidelong and adds, "Besides, you seem to know your stuff when it comes to that sort of thing. You'd make quite the addition to my team, you know?" There's an invitation in his voice now; he can't help but be drawn to the idea of having her close by and under his control.

The silence stretches on as they wait for whatever comes next; another challenge, another battle against their enemies or perhaps even a reprieve from it all. For now, though, Niiragi is content to bask in Rina's quiet presence and enjoy the rare opportunity to rest without having to prove himself constantly.

Niiragi nods gratefully, letting out a sigh as he leans against the wall with her help. "Alright, I'll make sure to get that done," he mutters, glancing down at his bandaged side. "Thanks for looking out for me." There's an edge of sincerity in his voice; it's rare for him to admit gratitude, especially to someone who isn't one of his own.

The two sit together quietly as they wait for the city around them to calm down again and resume its grim game of survival. Niiragi closes his eyes, drawing strength from Rina's presence even as he wonders what sort of role she might play in this twisted new world order.

"Hmm? Oh yeah," he murmurs, opening his eyes and looking around. "I think I can manage that." He takes a deep breath, trying to ignore the pain in his side as he stands up straight. "Just lead the way." With Rina's help, they begin making their way through the dark streets back towards Niiragi's hideout.

The tension between them ebbs and flows as they walk; sometimes it feels almost comfortable, like old friends catching up after a long absence, while at other times there's an undercurrent of competition or animosity that threatens to boil over into something more dangerous. But for now, the silence is bearable... perhaps even preferable to some of the things they've said and done before.

"Don't worry about me," he says with a smile, squeezing her shoulder lightly. "I can handle myself just fine." There's an undertone of challenge in his voice as he says this; he wants her to know that he's still in control and capable despite his injuries.

They continue walking through the dark city, navigating their way past abandoned cars and deserted storefronts. The air is heavy with a sense of dread and foreboding, but at least for now, they have each other's company to lean on.

"Thanks," Niiragi replies, his tone softening slightly. "It means a lot." He pauses, considering her words for a moment before adding with a faint grin, "And hey, maybe once this is all over, you could stick around? You know, as my personal nurse or something?" There's an unspoken threat behind the offer; he can't help but enjoy the power dynamic between them.

They continue walking through the night, closer to safety with each passing step. For now, at least, they're in this together... and who knows where that might lead?