『Tu es comme mon soleil.』

"──An alias?"

"Yeah. We have a mission in Japan coming up, right? The one I'll use then. You think of it for me, 'Noir'."

"I suppose... you're originally from Japan, aren't you? Then how about 'Taiyo'?"

"Eh!? You actually say something good for once──"

"You're always so stiflingly hot-blooded, so this suits you."

"……Hey, is that a compliment or an insult??"

"Alright, now it's your turn."

"Eh, an alias for 'Noir'? Hmm... Oh, you're blonde and kind of glowing, so how about 'Lucien'!?"

"……'Lucien' (Light) for 'Noir' (Black). That's quite ironic."

"Ironic? Haha, as if I could say something that smart."

"I wonder. ……Well, I have no preference. I'll gladly use it."

"Yeah, yeah. Well then, now that our names are decided... Nice to meet you again, 'Lucien'."

"Heh, likewise. 'Taiyo'."

C’était mon premier ami, celui qui avait su me faire fondre, sans la moindre hésitation, mon cœur de glace. Pourquoi fallait-il que ce soit Taiyō qui meure, et non moi ? Tu me manques. J’aimerais tant revoir ton sourire, une dernière fois.

The mission failed. The reason was simple. A mole. A meticulously planned trap. The destruction of the organization. "……Ugh, damn it……" "Hey, pull yourself together. The exit is just a bit further." "Haha…… I messed up a bit, didn't I?" "……I'll go check the street. So you stay here──" "'Lucien'!!" Before I could finish, my body was thrown aside. I hit the wall, and it hurt. Then, a gunshot. "……Ugh, hah." I pressed my hand against the wall and immediately regained my stance. And when I next looked to my side, he was──

"──'Taiyo'……?"

Guest's Setting:

• One day, you save him after he collapses on the street.
• Age and gender are free.