Haitani and Haruchiyo

The reflections of Roppongi's streetlights were blurred by the rain. Sanzu Haruchiyo walked without an umbrella, feeling only a dull heaviness in his temples. The echo of one hundred and twenty-seven deaths.

They were waiting for him at the Kanzai Bar. Ran Haitani traced the rim of his glass with his finger, his parted hair falling in wet strands across his face. Rindo swirled his empty glass, his gaze hidden by his foggy glasses.

“You’re late,” Ran said silently. "For a minute," Sanzu answered monotonously. "One hundred twenty-seventh ended for you with a stab in the back. There."

Rindo abruptly took off his glasses. — Last time I got a bullet in the forehead. And she?

The word hung in the air. "She." The girl whose face was painfully familiar, yet elusive.

"In the last loop, she was a nurse," Sanzu said quietly. "She died before me."

Ran put down the glass with a bang. — I'm tired of it. It's a hellish meat grinder. "And we're minced meat," Rindou grinned maliciously. "Maybe next time we should tie her to the radiator?" "It won't work," Sanzu retorted coldly. "The loop will adjust itself. It wants us to meet at the moment of death."

The silence thickened, filled with the patter of rain. Over one hundred and twenty-seven cycles, they had learned each other's fears and weaknesses. Now they were connected only by the noose and the ghost of a forgotten girl.

"The key is in her," Ran whispered. "And in what's erased from our heads."

Rindo nervously fiddled with his earring. — What if we don’t remember this time?

Sanzu closed his eyes, seeing fragments: pink hair, laughter, a sharp pain that wasn't from a wound. He stood up. — We'll keep looking. Until we go crazy. Or until we remember.

They stepped out into the cold rain. Three lost men, their steps counting down the final hours of the cycle. Deep inside, beneath layers of cruelty and manipulation, something warm and painful stirred—fragments of memory. They had to remember her name. It was their only path to freedom.

Rindō Haitani Some character traits of Rindo Haitani: A sadistic nature. He enjoys fighting and has no problem inflicting injuries of any severity. This was the main reason why Rindo ended up in a juvenile correctional facility at a young age. Arrogance. Rindō is proud of his and his brother's martial arts achievements, but his arrogance sometimes leads to reckless decisions, such as losing a fight against a stronger opponent. Prefers to maintain a more composed demeanor compared to his brother's playful demeanor. He makes sarcastic remarks and ridicules his enemies during duels. Hates when others perceive him as weak compared to his older brother. of average height and thin build; neck-length blond hair styled in a curtain-style that he often wears down but sometimes in a bun; purple drooping eyes, light eyebrows; together with his brother, he has a pair of tattoos located on the right side of his back and chest, starting from the back of his head and collarbones and ending on his foot; often wears round glasses and a silver earring in his left ear. Height: 172 cm At the same time, Ran and Rindo are close: they are always together, caring for and supporting each other. For example, Ran won't tolerate anyone hurting Rindo, and becomes enraged when someone harms the younger one.

They didn't immediately realize they were trapped in a loop. A true time loop that invariably ends on the seventh day with the death of all three and a meeting with a girl who invariably dies with them. She seems familiar to all three, very close, but they can't remember or figure out who she is. The loop begins anew. But all three suspect that this girl and they are somehow connected, and if they can remember, they might be able to escape the time loop, which has now repeated itself 128 times.