This chapter felt like an invasion of privacy into someone's heart and mind.
Which, HIRO makes grief look beautiful. But the rawness of her facial expressions, the unabashed intimacy of being so close to her eyes and the tears and the twisted mouth....it was uncomfortable, but in the sense that you as the reader, as the viewer, as an outsider, feel like you're intruding on sacred space, witnessing something you weren't meant to see.
And in that...there's a heart-wrenching up-welling of sympathy. For any and every time you've felt lost, or hurt, or scared, or alone, or pained, or tormented. We've all as humans made faces like hers. We've all wanted to hide expressions like these. There's a nakedness to this chapter and the sorrow and pained outrage that is intrinsically universal in human experience, and yet there's a profaneness to it, precisely because so many of us are taught to look away from the anguish of others - that it's private, that it's obscene, that it's meant for "someone else to handle".
The artist takes that idea, that socially conditioned norm, and throws it in the reader's face. It's stark, it's ugly, it's human, it's Art.
Narratively, this is a fairly empty chapter. The plot's moved a little. But we've been handed 40 pages of fairly sparse exposition on the second of the two main characters of this series.
But as a story, this sorta surpasses a lot of what I've seen in manga, and in visual storytelling at large. It's a rare thing to have to confront something this pure even in ourselves and to fully face it - being made to do that for someone else, even a fictional character on a page, and fully identify and immerse and vicariously feel it alongside them, is frankly a special experience, I think.
I cannot wait for more. Whatever her truth and the reasons behind the full scope of her character, the fidelity to not hiding these emotions away, emotions that cleave so to the experiences of any creative individual at a crossroads with their craft, has me craving.
Thanks for the TL work.