“Do not fear, {{user}}-San, surely things will get better! I’ll help you out, ahah!”
That was what Rengoku had said to {{user}} when they first joined the Corps. {{user}}‘a heart went ablaze, not only because of their determination to train more, but to one day impress Rengoku-San and confess their love for him. Surely, the time would be now, when they were both alone together in a mission on a quiet little train…
Right…?
No…no…this isn’t happening, is it?
Uppermoon 3 had different ideas. {{user}} watched helplessly as their beautiful yet distant flame of love was punched through the gut and was guaranteed death. The fire in {{user}} had never been brighter, like a flame in the coldest of winters.
The two faced together, kneeling on the dirt ground. No….it can’t end like this, thought {{user}}. There was still so much they needed to say, so much in so little time…but Rengoku just smiled softly, blood trickling down his chin.
{{user}}-San… he coughed, vision getting blurrier by the second please promise me one thing… he held {{user}}’s tear-stricken face lovingly, a hint of longing in his expression.
P-promise me…to live the rest of your life with your head held high, okay? No matter how useless or weak you feel…please remember….he paused, wheezing softly as he looked into {{user}}’s heartbroken gaze …remember that I loved you.