Waiting to get home and hoping Amazon has already delivered my copy of the last volume and I come here on the off chance it’s already been uploaded and lo and behold, it has!
Thanks to whoever did it.
I didn’t care for the art, and I haven’t read the whole thing from the beginning, but I’ve been following for a few chapters now and the art has grown on me.
BTW, I got curious about the coming chapters and MTLd them, and….
POTENTIAL SPOILERS:
The miscommunication reminded me a bit of Passion, only it didn’t take Keith and Della 5 seasons to finally understand they like each other.
They “break up” in chapter 63 and are reunited in chapter 65.
He reminded me of Ilay with his whole “ I thought of killing you”.
Della’s confession is pretty funny.
He tells Keith he’s annoying and that he was seriously thinking of killing him.
He’d been lurking around Keith’s house for a week just pondering what to do. He’d also gotten rid of people that came after Keith and he tells him he wasn’t sure if he was protecting him or not. That it’s the first time he’s ever done something like that, so it’s hard for him.
“But one thing is certain, I’m upset you want to leave me, so make a demand. How on earth am I supposed to be there for you?”
Keith asks him not to kill him and confesses again and tells him he doesn’t expect to be reciprocated.
“Kay, look at me! Because I’ve lived a rough life, I don’t know much about affection, but I’ll try not to do what you’ve asked me not to do. I need you to teach me a lot. Therefore if you run away…seriously I might kill you.”
Keith thinks “what kind of confession is this?”
Lol…
I don’t mind siblings, but only if they’re an asset, not a burden. In this case, Momo is a burden and that trope is annoying.
Having the older sibling look after the younger one to where they are practically each other’s worlds then when older sibling finally starts living their own life younger sibling starts meddling cus they’re jealous. Ugh.
For example, the chapter where they were picking flowers and Theo and Ume were having a moment then Momo yells from somewhere and Ume freaks the fuck out and Theo is like “go to her”.
She’s 15 for fuck’s sake! She tripped, it’s not the end of the world and that other sorcerer was with her. She wasn’t alone.
There’s enough drama here with that fugly military guy who’s obsessed with Momo. We don’t need Momo and her sister complex to add to the mix.
Even if they don’t trust each other or will believe what they saw to each other, just confess for fucks sake!
They can figure it out from there instead of just thinking of stuff.
Newlyweds need their own space.
I don’t care how big the house is.
If the sister had offered and they hadn’t accepted until their missing son returned, that’s fine, but after said son came back, they should have taken sister on her offer and not move in with son and boyfriend.
When he first debuted, he was beautiful, then the art did not do him any favors, and he’s now a mix between how he looked in the beginning and that middle art.
You can see him here (how I wish we could add images to comments)
https://www.mangago.zone/home/album/517554/
I bought volume 1 way back in 2011.
That means I’ve been collecting this series for 14 years with no end in sight.
When I first saw Inuyasha, I confused his ears for cat ears, so I can see how he would think cat and not fox.
Eunsung is bigger than Jaeha.
The first time they had sex, Taegun thought to himself that he’d never been filled that much.
Too bad he doesn’t know, though, cus since he thinks he’s the greatest thing since sliced bread, that’d be a blow to his ego,
I feel like this is a good chapter to share the story:
When Raphael lost his ring finger — in other words, when he could no longer make vows of love — he forgot how to love someone.
That meant even when it rained, he couldn’t long for anyone.
Things like mistaking a stranger’s silhouette for someone he missed were illusions that no longer existed for him.
To Raphael, who had just come of age, Margo Weaver was everything in the world. But it wasn’t love.
It was jealousy. It was a desire to conquer. He was like a target he was determined to bring down someday.
Sometimes, after sex, Margo would place the cigar he always smoked between his lips, look into Raphael’s eyes, and say:
“If you want to stay beneath me, bet everything.”
But he, too, never spoke of love carelessly.
It was laughable, really — considering he was the one who had lost his ring finger, as if to ensure he could never promise love to anyone again.
Raphael thought Margo was the one who was afraid.
He stayed by his side , working thoroughly like his hands and feet — always taking the initiative to handle what he wanted, what he needed.
Like his shadow. Like the strong liquor he drank constantly.
At times, just like any presence that seemed to exist by default.
And then, Margo did something foolish.
He gave a place at his side — something he should never have offered — to the one person he should never have trusted.
He had given it away.
Can anyone separate themselves from their shadow?
No one ever could.
And after a long time, on the day Raphael killed Margo —
he did think of him, if only for a moment.
He wondered — if he still had the ring finger on his left hand, would he have been able to feel even the faintest trace of love for him?
Raphael lit one of the cigars he used to smoke.
He would often lounge on the sofa in the same relaxed posture he used to sit in.
The empty space where his ring finger used to be would, from time to time, remind him of the one he had destroyed with his own hands.
But without being defined, a feeling holds no meaning.
Unless you call it love — yes, it’s as if it was never love at all.
Raphael didn’t long for anyone on rainy days.
He simply chose to forget that feeling — pitiful, tattered, and endlessly fragile.