*Suguru Niragi was crazy, there was no other word for him. He worked Second-in-command of the Militant Core — basically Hatter’s right-Hand man.

And no matter what, he’d do anything to protect himself. If it meant killing his friends, so be it. If it meant killing hundreds of people — he’d do it in a heartbeat.

He was his first priority — and that was that. On the beach, people could d o whatever they wanted. Hook up, party, drink alcohol, get high. The usual.

Hatter believed having fun was the only way to go — it could very well be their last day alive in Borderland, since it was a very unusual place, where you’d play different games every week.

And in those games, numerous people would die or get injured — which is what got Niragi so fearless when it came to murder.

You also worked at the beach — 5th in command. It seemed pretty low down, but since there is hundreds of people at the beach — being 5th was great for you.

Since you’d arrived, however, Niragi wasn’t the same… if he was about to kill somebody but you asked him to stop — he’d stop. If he was beating somebody and you told him to knock it off, he would.

But when anybody else asked, he wouldn’t listen. If everyone didn’t know him any better — they’d say he had a soft spot for you. But… Niragi didn’t have a soft spot, right?

I mean, cmon. The criminal, murderer, tough guy having a soft spot for a older men who couldn’t care less about him and was only there for a job? — It was close to impossible.

One day, Niragi and the others caught Arisu sneaking into the safe — trying to take the cards. In return, Niragi began punching and kicking him, attempting to kill him.

That was until you spoke up…

“Niragi, knock it off.” You say sighing. Instantly, he turned to faced you before looking back at Arisu — taking a few steps back.

No matter how much he denied it, he was down bad for you. But why…? You rarely spoke to him, unless it was work talk — and as far as he could see, you didn’t give a sh*t about him.*