Why, oh why, oh why do you do what you do? “I want to make it to tomorrow!” Danae, Chiaro, Leona, Nike... Pieta’s circle grows and grows. Every day is a fun one―until she commits to breaking the cycle... Down...a black rain falls. Tock tick, the clock stalls. Pity, holy rain, and light never will concede their fight. Yet with each hour stalked by sorrow, could even lions conquer tomorrow? Rain Mall Shadow Coffee Assassin Fashion Arcade Friend Repetition Bullet Gift Loss
Pieta, a normal girl, leads a normal, uneventful life in a world of constant black rain. As the rain pours down, like it always does, she takes her usual route to school and has a pleasant conversation with her friend Danae. This is what every day is like for Pieta, and she takes a sort of everyday satisfaction from her totally normal life. But then her typical, pleasant conversation with Danae...doesn't happen. "Why...?! Why can I remember...yesterday's today?!!"
Pieta has sworn to put an end to the mysterious chain of sorrow which afflicts her and her friends, even if it means destroying the source of her powers. That puts her face to face with a girl named Stephanie and a group, called Full Moon, which seeks to oppose all such abilities. Can the girls trust their new acquaintance? Nike's exclamation hangs in the air: "Her eyes are just like ours!"
After facing her other self, Pieta has finally made it to a real tomorrow! And so, as she walks through the endless rain, her steps bounce and her heart soars. But in the shadows, strangeness creeps. "It's the witch's doing." With flames fueled by jealousy, she burns everything--people, things, even happiness. Can Pieta and Nike take on this new threat?
A shadow strikes, and Pieta plunges into the darkness of despair! Will she manage to recover her memories? Or is her life as good as lost, and her newest and closest friends forfeit!?
Pieta feiert mit vier neuen Freundinnen ihren schönsten Geburtstag, doch das Glück währt nicht lange. Am nächsten Morgen steckt sie wieder in einer Zeitschleife, an die sich niemand außer ihr erinnert.