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    "Acting Grand Master," Lawrence says, "we have another noise complaint."

    Kaeya leans against the doorway, watching as Lawrence places at report atop Jean's desk. Sighing, Jean tiredly rubs at her brow, before offering a curt nod.

    "Thank you," she says. "I will deal with the complaint shortly."

    Pushing off the doorway, Kaeya saunters past Lawrence, picking the report up, and casually flipping through it. Jean shoots him a stern look, but does not tell him to put it back down.

    "It's from one of the sisters," Kaeya observes, and reads aloud. "Perpetrator scaled statue outside church while drunk and sang loudly for three hours."

    Lawrence lets out a delicate cough.

     

    As Weinlesefest draws near, Kaeya notices a new mystery in the city of wind and wine — Jean and Diluc have been oddly permissive with Venti since the Stormterror Incident. Mischievously determined to get to the bottom of this, Kaeya soon makes a discovery that threatens to upend everything he knows. In the process, he must reconcile what it means to be Khaenri'ahn, and to love a city that belongs to a god.

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    17 Feb 2026

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    any time i read about mondstadt, there's always this inexplicable feeling of "yeah, this feels like *home*" and this fic captures that beautifully <3
    and also venti?? haven't played in years really but i always keep up with his lore cause like, that's my boy?? my 2600yr old son??? and he's done such justice here!!

    my favourite part though, always love it when it's included, is that yeah - mond loves it's archon, sure. but they *also* love VENTI! they just love this silly little drunk of a bard and how could you *not*?

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    “I want to go home,” Ranpo whispers. Except he doesn’t have one of those anymore. Not really. Not without Fukuzawa. He feels the same as he did when he was fourteen years old, orphaned and alone and starving on the streets of Yokohama. He wants to go home, but home does not exist in the way it once did. Home is nothing but a memory.

    “We can take you back to Yosano-sensei’s place,” Dazai offers.

    Ranpo shakes their head. “I don’t want to bother her.”

    “…Okay. But I know you don’t want to stay here either.”

    “I don’t have anywhere else to go.” Ranpo rubs their eyes with the back of their hand. They wish they had their glasses. “I want to go home, but I can’t. I don’t know where that is anymore.”

    for the first time since the decay of angels incident, ranpo attempts to spend the night at poe's house. it doesn't go as well as he'd hoped.

    ft. an excessive amount of contemplation on abilities and what it means to have a home

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    14 Feb 2026

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    “Do I look like I am visiting someone’s grave, to you?”

    “No.”

    Dazai was expecting this answer; what he did not expect was to hear it fall like this, sharp and cold like a guillotine. For the first time since he had entered the graveyard, Ranpo looked directly into Dazai’s eyes. His were shining with a ruthless glow.

    “To me, you look like you’re hiding.”

    In which Ranpo finds Dazai at Oda's grave.

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    Ranpo texts: We need to talk.
    Dazai spends the next hour bracing for a breakup.

    They talk. It goes about as smoothly as you’d expect.

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    Dazai's eyelids sank a fraction. The medication made everything heavy. He gave in and let his eyes close.

    The beeping didn’t stop when he did. It kept counting on the seconds he graced the Earth with his presence.

    He was halfway to sleep when something shifted.

    Dazai’s eyes fluttered open, worried he wouldn’t see the brown cape anymore.

    But the chair in front of him was still occupied.

    And so was the one in the corner.

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    Dazai survives the Meursault. Recovery proves harder than the fall, especially when ghosts won’t stay dead and Ranpo refuses to let him follow them.

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