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Friends, countrymen, listen to my tale of woe… I've written ten thousand words for an audience of five.
Most authors would've chosen to end Even Though We're Adults with Ayano's "Goodbye, Okubo-sensei." Instead, Shimura writes another ten chapters of manga about overpowering guilt, lingering resentment, and the fear of the future. A recurring motif of the final two volumes is people wondering when their punishment will be carried out. What will happen to those they love after their deaths? References to feeling so miserable that death would be preferable suddenly start cropping up. And I'm sitting there holding the pages like, "What??? I thought this was a romance? Happily ever after…?"
( it is pretty happy! )
Most authors would've chosen to end Even Though We're Adults with Ayano's "Goodbye, Okubo-sensei." Instead, Shimura writes another ten chapters of manga about overpowering guilt, lingering resentment, and the fear of the future. A recurring motif of the final two volumes is people wondering when their punishment will be carried out. What will happen to those they love after their deaths? References to feeling so miserable that death would be preferable suddenly start cropping up. And I'm sitting there holding the pages like, "What??? I thought this was a romance? Happily ever after…?"
( it is pretty happy! )
