With their school trip looming, Adachi and Shimamura have the potential to really make some memories. Except Adachi is Adachi and being stuck in a group of five brings out her absolute worst self. Is this too much for Shimamura, or is she about to realize something about herself?
The blurb for this volume makes it seem like Adachi is about to reap what she’s sown for being so… uniquely focused… on Shimamura and a valuable lesson is on the horizon. A disaster of a school trip looms ahead and Adachi will learn to share and happily ever after is at hand.
I mean, it’s halfway there.
In possibly the oddest statement ever uttered in the discussion of yuri, Iruma takes a page from Agatha Christie and has penned the conclusion of this saga, just in case, but in a break from Dame Agatha sitting on Poirot’s finale for years, we find out exactly what happens to the girls years from now at the start of the book, promptly throwing any narrative tension right out the window.
Even with the newly minted promise of a happy ending, it does look like this is all headed for disaster, as Shimamura tries to mend fences with Tarumi and grapples with the knowledge that Adachi is not going to be super keen on them hanging out.
Then the three girls Shimamura briefly hung out with a few volumes ago form a group with our leads for the trip and Adachi couldn’t be less interested in making friends. Will she ever learn? Could she possibly make things more awkward for Shimamura, who must hate this by now?
And, somewhat astonishingly, the story takes a crazy swerve and nobody learns anything and we’re left to grapple with the fact that this narrative is not about ironing out the quirks of a codependent relationship, but instead, well, showing these girls simply as they are. And that love is often as much acceptance as it is anything else.
It is a bold move, frankly, that seems to go against common sense until a rather amazing and straightforward chapter where Shimamura actually discusses her relationship with somebody who isn’t Adachi and she (and the audience) get a pinpoint accurate statement that reframes the entire context of this pair as two kind of broken people who love each other and that’s enough.
There are arguments for days to be made about whether any of this is healthy, but at the end of it all it’s about two people who want to be together and manage to make it work. It’s shockingly adult for what you’d mostly expect to be a bit of fluff and even uses the term ‘lesbian’, which is typically a bridge too far for yuri.
It’s also interesting to see little signs of regret from Shimamura about what she’s losing, from Adachi over how Shimamura is comfortable with both Adachi and her family, and the many hints that, for one reason or another, Adachi’s family situation never truly improved. And, yes, how Shimamura views Adachi now versus earlier on in the series.
Of course, there’s still lots of fluff. Adachi and Shimamura are a couple, but Adachi is still an absolute mess and the entire bathing scene is pretty charming in its own way. You can see just how comfortable Shimamura’s getting around her partner at this point and several others.
Said bathing also leads to a brilliant interlude with Hino and Nagafuji, which seems like it’s following on from the chapter before until a line from Hino recontextualizes the whole scene and nearly had me barking with laughter.
On the downside, before we get the catharsis of the school trip’s later portions, the second chapter is definitely a bit more of a drag. This volume also has an overabundance of Yashiro, whose alien antics work best in small doses.
Still, she admittedly comes through for Shimamura a couple of times and even goes as far as to reveal, rather sweetly if you’re a sucker for destiny (and I am sometimes), that the ‘alternate tellings’ from last volume are indeed different realities and that Shimamura is always lost until she finds Adachi and she always does.
4 stars - not the highest heights of the series, but very good none the less. I admittedly did not get quite what I wanted, but it turns out I got what I needed, and that’s, well, that’s the essence of Adachi and Shimamura in a nutshell.