A children's hand-clapping game decides who lives which life. The movie never explains the rules, never justifies the connection between that silly nursery rhyme and the futures it predicts. You watch separate people in separate years discovering they're all playing the same game, all bound by the same arbitrary song, all wondering if they ever had a choice at all. The film moves quietly between lives without announcing what connects them. By the end you realize the point isn't whether fate is real, it's that we need to believe something is controlling our lives, because the alternative is that we're just here, hands empty, making it up as we go. This is a movie about why we play games we don't understand, and what we're really asking when we do.

Parallel life stories unfold in contemporary Japanese society in this slice-of-life film. A hand-play song appears to settle each person's fate through their name, yet what is actually going on remains uncertain. Hanging over these side-by-side lives is a single question: are the people in them being played by someone else, or are they simply living the way they always would?