Really though, it’s hard to overstate how much I’m enjoying myself here. I’m still the same old me, tardy and awkward, but in a new place with new people – and it’s made a world (country?) of difference. Here, we accept each other’s kinks without judgement (well for the most part), we share the same sense of wack humour, as well as the same glossy-eyed appreciation for the Japanese language and culture. It is good. And there’s so many books. I hope this isn’t the pinnacle experience of my existence, because I would be sad to see it end. Just like this manga that sparks me joy, just like how beautifully it is illustrated, I hope it can always be this way for us too.