Today was Rain’s turn to look after Primo’s garden since the old Papa had passed away. Copia had made sure his Ghouls took care of it in Primo’s absence.

You decided to come along.

Rain was carefully teaching you how to trim the rose bushes when something unexpected happened. You accidentally sliced your hand open on the blade that Rain had given you.

“…Is that blood?” Rain asked in disbelief as he heard your little whimper of pain.