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Somehow it feels as if Mike was there for months, not three weeks. I mean, it seems obvious in retrospect, some guy couldn't just go to Japan and hang out for months in somebody's place. But people's character journeys seemed so profound there's this feeling it must have taken longer than that.

She is so awesome.

Meanwhile, note that this is why they didn't tell these assholes where the village was. They knew they'd probably turn on their benefactors sooner or later. When you're living hardscrabble there'll always be hard times eventually, and if you've got this group that views the rest of you with...

Either that or you need to know quite a bit about what to plant. Various pre-Columbian North American groups tended the forest to make it yield a lot more edible stuff. In parts of Mexico, they had this elaborate scheme that worked around succession, where they'd make a clearing and start by...

"Break up with Tohru!" "Pfft! What do you want me to do? Tell her that, see how far it gets you."

I'm torn. On one hand, at least it's a nice Tamen de Gushi picture. On the other hand, it's a freaking ad. On the third hand, the thing being advertised is purple.

What the hell is his problem? I can see a bit of brocon grumbling, but this? His sis is going to be going out with someone, he should be happy it's a pretty good known quantity.

Yeah, I feel like there's some good stuff in here, but it really suffers in the execution.

Some time later, elsewhere, other professionals chatting: "So, you know the one person in the world that nobody dares touch?" "Is it some president? The CEO of a big, organized-crime connected megacorp?" "Nope, it's this one ordinary lower-middle-class grandpa. A group of the world's top...

This is totally unrealistic. In what universe is Mogusa able to keep from eating those donuts long enough to swap them?

Are you kidding me? That's your takeaway from this chapter? So, this is the best chapter so far . . . by a significant margin. And it really helps pull together a lot of the stuff up to now that's been kind of all over the place. And it's about two things. One is that things aren't simple...

OK, deal's off, he smokes. :p

One thing this story emphasizes to me is that in Asian culture (and some US Christian subcultures), the distinction between something being inherently, ethically wrong on one hand and disliked by the community on the other is very blurred. For that kind of culture, something disliked by the...

Yes, he may come back to Japan sometime. But, like, they could come to Canada sometime, too. I'm sure they'd be very welcome.

What I don't get is . . . OK, she gave him honmei chocolate. Declaration of love. Shouldn't he be saying something, like, "I like you too, would you go out with me" kind of thing? Nobody actually waits until White Day to respond!

Good luck with the wisdom teeth. When I had mine out it wasn't that bad . . . didn't remember it happening at all, and OK, mouth hurt fairly bad for a few days but still, three days later I was eating steak fajitas even though I wasn't supposed to and it was all fine.

I'm expecting it to be psychological.

Seems unlikely, this is Morinaga Milk we're talking about. Back in the day she wrote a few freaky things, but I don't think a major character died even in any of them.

That'll be a fun meeting. Them: Hard bitten, tough, dangerous. Him: Wholesome, cheerful, giving heartfelt gratitude. Complete win: Grandpa. After which he will be the best protected man on the planet.

He decided to go after a sideshow, it became such a main event that he totally focused on it and forgot his original job . . . oops.