Coppelia’s casket
The flowing tears have already dried up
Solitude starved for blood
Death dances, smelling of angel down
In a town where the black sun never sets
Everyone works silently with an air of deception
I cannot meet you
I cannot meet you here
God, our savior
Coppelia’s casket
People are dolls tired of dancing
The lamb on the altar
Where is the mechanical dream headed?
Coppelia’s casket
O light awakened from the darkness
The lamb on the altar
Where is the dream with the broken spring headed?
Noir…
It is the name of an ancient fate.
Two maidens who govern death.
The peace of the newly born,
their black hands protect.
As the above facts indicate,
the defendant Maurice Rubik is clearly guilty.
The defendant is a police officer, and yet…
There are suspicions regarding the legitimacy of the evidence.
Therefore, this preliminary court of inquiry
declares that this indictment of corruption cannot proceed
and the charges shall be dropped.
The defendant shall be transferred to the court of misdemeanors
on the charge of inflicting bodily harm.
Please wait a minute!
The defendant is a participant in a large-scale corruption case.
This concerns both the judiciary and the police organization…
This court is dismissed.
[The True Noir]
A deposit has been made. It’s half the sum, as promised.
It looks like our client believes that we did the job.
Many people hated the corrupt police officer Rubik.
And one of them got there first.
No…
This hit wasn’t anything like that.
Then what are you saying it was?
Anyway, we still have the other half of the job to do.
The crucial man behind it all…
With a preliminary judge on their side,
the police can concentrate on acts of corruption without any worries.
It’s our job. We’ll kill D’Estaing.
We’ll think about what to do with the half payment for Rubik later.
It’s getting chilly.
Shall I make some tea?
Mireille…
I know.
Who was it that got there before us?
Someone who could accomplish a hit as big as that…
There aren’t many in the industry.
Don’t worry, we’ll find out soon.
Soon…
I am always praying.
Chloe, always, for you.
That you will accomplish your tasks without mishap
and that you will return to me whole and well.
Noir?!
That’s right. The rumor on the streets
is that Noir did the hit on the courthouse.
That’s Noir for you. That sure was something.
I had heard that they’d recently started doing jobs again.
I guess it was true.
I’m just happy Rubik got offed.
I might be a criminal too, but crooked cops
are the worst kind of jerks out there.
He’s probably rotting in Hell right about now.
There’s a rumor going around.
Multiple sources in the black market say that Noir did it.
Are they referring to us?
Or…
To the unidentified assassin that did Rubik?
I don’t know.
But we’re the ones they’re after.
I don’t like this breeze.
He who sees his own reflection dies.
There’s a story like that, isn’t there?
Wasn’t it Poe?
Noir and…
The Soldats…
A mysterious group
that was even involved in the birth of the Mafia two hundred years ago.
How are these two related?
Your task is very special this time.
You will meet her and her friend.
Oh, how I have waited for this day!
Everything depends on you. Go see with your own eyes.
See for yourself and decide.
You understand, don’t you?
Who’s there?!
Who are you?!
Judge D’Estaing…
You have committed sins, countless sins.
What are you talking about?!
Rubik is dead.
You are next.
Are you the one that killed Rubik?!
Yes, but there are others who are after you as well.
I only came to warn you.
Noir is after your life.
Noir will bring death to you without fail.
There is no way for you to avoid it.
The deadline is closing fast.
Noir will surely act shortly.
Who the hell are you?!
One who inherits the name.
The name of an ancient fate.
Today is our deadline.
That assassin may appear again.
We’ll wait for that.
We will target that chance.
That is our style.
So you’ve come.
I see.
You’re all very dedicated to your work when it’s not part of your duties.
You’re nothing but assassins. Learn your place.
You two don’t even have the right to a trial.
Let’s hear who hired you.
You’re…
Didn’t I tell you that Noir would kill you?
What’s your name?
Chloe…
Who are you?
The true Noir.
We can see who’s faster if you’d like.
I am the true Noir.
The soft touch
Finally made me realize how cold my cheek was
Like waking up in the morning
And noticing the birds chirping for the first time
Suddenly
I don’t know anything yet
What my heart is seeking
I don’t know
I was always looking up at the sky
Like this, since who knows when
I would send my thoughts to right below that cloud
[Preview] [From the darkness ] [comes forth the true darkness]
[Noir’s true form]
[The maidens meet for tea]
[Moonlit Tea Party]