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This post should have been about cheese. Or maybe it is.
So I caught up with Shin Tenipuri last night, up to 65 which was the last scanlation I could find. I actually started with 37, so some of that was re-reading. After nearly 30 chapters in one sitting, I was left with a two main impressions:
1. IS KONOMI FUCKING KIDDING? I like crack, I have always liked the crack. I like tennis boys, I have always liked the tennis boys. But somehow this has turned into the hamster dance of sports manga. Approximately 1 million new characters, none of whom are particularly interesting, approximately 1 million weird match-ups, none of which make any particular sense, approximately 1 million Amazingly Powerful and Highly Ridiculous Special Moves that even Naruto would be embarrassed to use.
Didn't mama ever tell you? When everything is bold, nothing is bold. And when everything is random, we can tell.
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I didn't see him once. In 30 chapters. Not a bare ankle, not the tail of a bandana. Inui gets to cuddle with Yanagi (not that there's anything wrong with that). Momo gets to have a whole new special move! (Or, as usual with Momo's special moves, one of his old moves with a bunch more power behind it). Kaidoh gets nothing, not even a seat on the sidelines. I would have assumed that Tezuka took him away to Germany with him except that Eiji does namecheck Kaidoh in one panel.
Was it Kaidoh's mother's birthday and so he had to go home for the afternoon? Was he working out with his earbuds in and he didn't hear everyone else leave to play tennis? When Konomi was putting all the slips of paper into the hat for the matches, did he drop Kaidoh's on the floor and now it's under the refrigerator?
Time to call Character Protective Services and have Kaidoh removed to my custody. I will treat him right. Maybe he'll be a Kamen Rider. Or host Kaidoh's Pet Corner. Or star as a samurai in an Edo period drama. And if Inui ever stops slutting around with Yanagi (not that there's anything wrong with that), he can come too. Other characters by application only.
Of course, I'll still be reading every chapter of the manga...
1. IS KONOMI FUCKING KIDDING? I like crack, I have always liked the crack. I like tennis boys, I have always liked the tennis boys. But somehow this has turned into the hamster dance of sports manga. Approximately 1 million new characters, none of whom are particularly interesting, approximately 1 million weird match-ups, none of which make any particular sense, approximately 1 million Amazingly Powerful and Highly Ridiculous Special Moves that even Naruto would be embarrassed to use.
Didn't mama ever tell you? When everything is bold, nothing is bold. And when everything is random, we can tell.
2.
I didn't see him once. In 30 chapters. Not a bare ankle, not the tail of a bandana. Inui gets to cuddle with Yanagi (not that there's anything wrong with that). Momo gets to have a whole new special move! (Or, as usual with Momo's special moves, one of his old moves with a bunch more power behind it). Kaidoh gets nothing, not even a seat on the sidelines. I would have assumed that Tezuka took him away to Germany with him except that Eiji does namecheck Kaidoh in one panel.
Was it Kaidoh's mother's birthday and so he had to go home for the afternoon? Was he working out with his earbuds in and he didn't hear everyone else leave to play tennis? When Konomi was putting all the slips of paper into the hat for the matches, did he drop Kaidoh's on the floor and now it's under the refrigerator?
Time to call Character Protective Services and have Kaidoh removed to my custody. I will treat him right. Maybe he'll be a Kamen Rider. Or host Kaidoh's Pet Corner. Or star as a samurai in an Edo period drama. And if Inui ever stops slutting around with Yanagi (not that there's anything wrong with that), he can come too. Other characters by application only.
Of course, I'll still be reading every chapter of the manga...

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*nods* Eiji/Kaidoh. I saw it all along :|
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shacking uphanging around with Yanagi and Kaidoh's pissed off somewhere to be sulky and jealous on his own, secretly hoping that Inui will come after him and offer to give himasome "pointers".no subject
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BUT I WILL LOVE THEM FOREVER!!!
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This is a brilliant idea lol. It would have a following of young children and middle-aged ladies.
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I'm kind of on the fence about data pair. I can see how they would work, and understand why people like them, it's a logical pairing. But I'm an InuKai fangirl at heart, and I just can't bring myself to ship them with anyone but each other. <3
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Dawn's shimmering on the horizon and there's a bit of steam coming off the water down by the embankment. Kaidoh cuts a silhouette through it with his arms and racquet. Inui comes halfway down and settles in the dew, watching him. Kaidoh gives him one long look and turns into the light. The sun's a shimmering red ball when Kaidoh finishes. Inui digs in his pack and holds out a bottle of water, showing the label. Kaidoh reads it, then cracks it open and downs it in one.
"Thank you, sempai."
"Kaidoh -- just because I've been training with Yanagi--"
"--Sempai please don't say anything embarrassing."
"Then can I just..." Inui leans close, close enough to smell clean sweat and the fish Kaidoh ate for breakfast, and the laundry soap Kaidoh-san uses to wash Kaidoh's bandanas with, "can I just do this, then?"
Inui leans just that small bit more, and his lips touch Kaidoh's brow at the hairline. He pulls away and licks the sweat off his lips (sodium, about 45 mmol/l, some potassium, trace copper) and thinks about the exact position of the Kaidoh #3 notebook in his book bag.
"That was an apology," said Kaidoh, not really a question.
Inui thinks about it. "No. It's an 'I love you'."
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