|Kirika Yuumura: Make a pilgrimage for the past, with me.|
|Mireille Bouquet: Who are you?
|K: I can kill people...so easily. But then why...don't I feel sad?|
|K: Who am I? I am Noir. Beyond that, I know nothing.|
|M: One: My job is to kill people, not to help them. Two: I have always worked alone. And I intend to keep it that way.|
|K: Please lend me your help, Mireille. What in the world am I? Just until...until I find that answer.|
|M: "Even when I was in a crowd, I was always alone." That isn't mine. It was Ernest Hemingway.|
|M: You know what I do for a living. I cannot let you live. You know that, right?
M: Alright, I'll team up with you.
|M: They are sure to come after us again. There's something I want to ask them. When that's over, I will kill you.
K: I'll be waiting for that moment.
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