Shrine life continues for Koito and Elda, which means visits from other elves and some colds and teaching a deity how not to use a smartphone. Also, if you’re ever hassled on the street about knowing Edo-era history, this book might just save your life.
If you are dying to have a history lesson with some cute moments mixed in, this is one book that was designed for you. And possibly ONLY you, if I’m being honest. I don’t remember it being quite so… educational… last time and what starts out as cute gets pretty tiresome.
The relationship between Elda and Koito remains the sweet core of this, with their playful sniping at one another and dealing with Elda’s anxieties and Koito’s attempts at growing up. When we’re focused on that aspect it’s a lot of fun.
Elda learns how to text, which is as cute as it sounds, a little hairstyling goes a long way when you’re wearing a trench coat, and ancient Elvish battles are always fought to a draw, possibly because of the game they’re playing, maybe.
So the book handles the emotional side well, while the otaku part is definitely a little more down the margins. And then the history starts.
At first I was very ‘oh cute, a little history lesson’, but this turns into modus operandi for the entire volume. It’s agonizing hearing about ancient postal systems in giant text bubbles when you’re waiting for the story to get back to the day-to-day.
I’ve genuinely never seen anything that so quickly demolished my interest in what is otherwise a really charming book. I don’t know why, I can’t explain it, but I found these sections actually excruciating to put up with (and I almost had enough credits to double major in history when I graduated, so I shouldn’t be quite so repulsed).
It feels like the story is actively swerving away from what it’s best at. There are better ways to approach this - tie it more to Elda’s experiences with the town or the people, for example, rather than just these anecdotes with period art. The situation with the physician who shows up illustrates a great way to bring the past into the mix.
I don’t know. It’s quite possibly just me and maybe the mood I was in, but even with such gorgeous art during the main story I was incredibly listless waiting for the book to finish.
2.5 stars, and rounded down because while its heart is pure, that purity comes with some serious boredom. With so many books vying for your attention I genuinely don’t know if this is worth it. It’s so good when it’s good and so… ‘I wish I was reading something else’ when it isn’t.