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@raincodeweek day 2 (late entry): rain

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Hello, everyone! Thank you to those who filled out the survey for this event. I have compiled all the results and feedback, and since a majority of respondents said the suggested dates theoretically work, the event will indeed take place from June 30th to July 6th, starting with the one-year anniversary of the game!

The prompts will be as follows:

June 30th: Life & Death

July 1st: Rain

July 2nd: Forensic Forte

July 3rd: Mystery Labyrinth

July 4th: Ultimate Secret

July 5th: Relationships

July 6th: Truth

Please feel free to message or DM this blog if you have any questions! I'm greatly looking forward to this event in two and a half months!

Keep on searching for the truth!

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Day 6: Relationships of Rain Code Week

The besties

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Human

Word Count: 775 Prompt: Life & Death Featured Characters: Halara Nightmare, Yakou Furio (brief) A/N: So, Halara might be the love of my life. I've definitely said that to someone about Kirigiri and Chiaki and Rantaro, and I mean it for all three, I assure you. Halara is just so awesome, it's such a shame we don't get to see more of them post their feature in Chapter 1. I don't know what it is about Kodaka's badass characters, man. Plus, canonically nonbinary? Literal monarch shit. This drabble is a reference to their line about only trusting the dead, and in case it wasn't clear, I'm using they/them pronouns for Halara! And yes, I intend to have Halara be the "face" of my content this week! :3 Note: I know Halara is allergic to cats, but pretend they found a way to not touch this one. You'll see what I mean if you read! @raincodeweek

Trigger Warning: Animal death & implied cruelty.

Halara Nightmare despised all humans, viewed them all as worthless. Even the World Detective Organization could not assuage the filth they saw in every human's countenance. Humans were good for one thing, and one thing only: payment. Though they had every confidence in their skills, they knew it was worth nothing unless there was money behind it. And Halara was never lacking for it, thanks to the wealth offered for services rendered. Quite amusing, too, for some of the cases took far less time than the client intended.

Kanai Ward was no exception to this rule they had meticulously crafted over the years. The Chief was amusing, as were the rest of the detectives sent by the WDO. That did not mean Halara liked them. If they could help it, they wouldn't have to spend too long in this forsaken city. It reeked of something not quite like death, which was the only thing Halara truly respected in this world.

To a point, that is.

The stray cat looked as if she had seen better days, soaking wet and shivering. Halara crouched in such a way that they were both sheltered from the unending rain. Although the city was wet, the rain at least remained a steady pour, not nearly enough to soak one through to the bone if amply protected. The cat relished this lack of rain, shuffling closer. A slight purr rose from its chest, and Halara felt a rare genuine smile crawl up their face. They reached out, tempted to wrap the cat into their raincoat and spirit the poor feline away.

Unfortunately, their time was not ample, and they always finished a job. Halara sighed, finding a sturdy box to shepherd the cat into. "Call my name, and I will come to your aid."

Tilting its head, the cat mewed. Halara nodded. "Exactly like that."

It was almost a shame to leave the cat behind, for the assignment Chief Yakou had given them for the day was elementary, child's play. Halara almost laughed at the sour look on the client's face as they handed over the payment. Slipping the money into their raincoat, they resolved to find the cat again, perhaps slip it into the Sun and Moon Hotel. Desuhiko and Fubuki were unlikely able to keep a secret, but the way they often talked, it wasn't as if anyone would believe Halara had a secret cat.

But when Halara returned to where the cat had been, they found only death. A fierce anger overtook them at the sight of the broken corpse before her, a fierce desire to find whoever had done this and do to them what they had done to such an innocent animal. This. This was why Halara despised all humans. Their cruelty and malice truly knew no bounds. Though not all humans were to be held accountable for this specific crime, they all had the capability. In some strange way, all were culpable in this crime.

Humans were vile, and nothing would ever change that for Halara.

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Yakou found them by the riverbank, cradling the box in which they had placed the cat. He didn't say it, and they didn't offer an explanation. Halara reached down as far as their arms could reach, lightly depositing the box on the water. As they expected, the box soaked through, and with its added weight, began to sink into the water. If they could remove the pollution they had heard was clogging this water, they would fix it. But for now, it was a fitting place. Still within the city of its birth, but far enough from human interference.

"Come on inside," Yakou finally said. "I promise Yuma didn't cook this time."

"In a minute." Halara rolled their candy around with their tongue. It was not unlike Yakou's cigarette, though at least the candy was not poisoning them quite as quickly as the nicotine. They expected the Chief's footsteps to recede, to leave them to their thoughts, but instead, he crouched beside them, a respectable distance away. Halara tensed nonetheless, as they always did in close quarters.

There was the unmistakable feeling that Yakou was about to say something, and finally, he did: "I'm sorry."

Halara closed their eyes. "I don't need my Forte to tell me it was cruelty. This is why I only trust the dead."

"Even when the dead are just as human as I am?"

"Even then."

He chuckled and stood. Now his footsteps receded, but Halara still made out his parting words: "So you do have a heart."

Of course I have a heart. Halara couldn't fight the grin. I'm all too human myself.

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Day 1: Life and Death of Rain Code Week.

The boy of the Death God who seeks truth

And

The man who ever hides by the lies of truth

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Day 5: Ultimate Secret od Rain Code Week

(Will contain spoilers. Do be warned)

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Wingman

Word Count: 562 Prompt: Relationships Featured Characters: Desuhiko Thunderbolt (mainly), also Vivia Twilight & Fubuki Clockford & Halara Nightmare A/N: The title is probably misleading as to what this is about. I figured Desuhiko was the best focus for "relationships" considering his flirting and all, but despite that, I actually went in a completely different direction. So this is kind of like my epilogue to the epilogue, with Desuhiko kind of tying everyone together, because in the end, I feel like he was the most capable of it after Yakou and Yuma. @raincodeweek

Desuhiko let out a long, dramatic sigh as he stared out the train window. The adventure in Kanai Ward had finally come to an end, and he wasn't much closer to becoming a superstar detective. "This blows," he muttered.

He glanced over at the other Master Detectives. Only Fubuki looked as downtrodden as he did. Then again, Halara and Vivia barely seemed human most days, so that wasn't much of a surprise. They could at least stand to look the part of people who had mysteriously lost their friend and discovered a horrible dark secret at the heart of a city.

Yuma. The ultimate wingman and friend. Though they had short stature in common, Desuhiko had thought himself above the rookie detective. Along the way, the kid had proven himself more than worthy of the title of Master Detective, though, honestly? Desuhiko couldn't remember half of why he respected the guy so much. Probably had something to do with Kurumi, but his head got all fuzzy every time he tried to think about it.

Noting that the train car was empty save for everyone from the WDO, Desuhiko said loudly, "So what's the plan for getting Yuma back?"

Vivia grumbled something incoherent, most likely followed by, "I wanna die someday." What a buzzkill. But Desuhiko knew that in a pinch, Vivia would be there. Maybe. Honestly, he was a little unclear how Vivia felt about them all, but Desuhiko trusted him. Sorta. At least, he wouldn't have the urge to ruin his reputation by Disguising as him.

Fubuki had a determined look on her face, and Desuhiko briefly thought that she'd say something genius—and then she opened her mouth. "We should look everywhere for him."

"Yeah, princess, that was the plan. But we should probably be more specific. Right, Halara?"

"How much money do you have?"

Of course. Desuhiko hit the side of his head with his fist. "Really, Halara? Even to find Yuma?"

"I don't work cheap." 

When he glanced over, Halara almost looked asleep. If Desuhiko blinked, he could see them in Chief Yakou's chair, feet propped up on the desk. It had been a temporary assignment, pending their solving the mystery of Kanai Ward, but still. There had been some good times.

"Well, there goes our best shot. I guess we start at Headquarters and work our way from there." Desuhiko frowned. "Or, I guess just me."

"I will assist you, Desuhiko!" Fubuki declared, but that didn't really make him feel better. Okay, it did. But he wasn't going to tell her that!

"I wanna die someday," Vivia reiterated, and Desuhiko groaned. These guys were impossible! No wonder Chief Yakou and Yuma had always seemed so stressed out!

He admitted, "I just… I can't stand the thought of not paying him back. He saved our butts somehow. I gotta pay him back."

There was silence among them for a moment, save for the sounds of the train. Finally, Halara spoke, and Desuhiko's head shot up. "Well… he does still owe me quite a debt."

"He did find the truth…" Vivia added quietly, almost as if he was sleep-talking.

"Then let us find our good friend, Yuma!"

Desuhiko grinned, his resolve renewed in light of his friends' enthusiasm (or at least their version of it). My man, you better be alright when we find you. I still need my apprentice!

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Day 7: Truth of Rain Code Week