Sahoko wants to be left alone after an unfortunate encounter with a jerk back in middle school. Or so she says. Those years of pent-up energy are about to get released in the wake of her meeting up with Kouta, an idol prettyboy who’s basically as eager as she’s reluctant.
Some shojo are pure fantasy indulgence and this one, which boils down to ‘unpopular grump learns to love and gets an idol’, feels like it is for a very specific audience indeed. Whether it offers anything beyond that is a definite maybe.
If you take this strictly as a bit of fluff, as intended, it’s a fairly good story of a girl learning to love again through the charm of an older guy who sees who she truly is beneath her walls. On that level, this is pretty okay and I enjoyed my time with it.
The problem comes in the details, which you end up sweating after a few book reviews, and they are definitely where the devil lies. First off, if the genders were swapped, this would read a LOT different. Sahoko isn’t content to just eschew love at the start, she’s basically two steps from being a raging misandrist who wishes ill on everybody vaguely attractive.
Yes, it’s just a cover for her insecurities (and although I like her friend, some of her logic doesn’t hold up in the absolute slightest either) and most people who are that negative are hiding something like that… but we still have to put up with it.
And once she’s decided to try to love again, well, she basically turns into an obsessive who justifies her actions rather than being calm and collected about it. I know, teenagers, but she gets kind of creepy (again, flip the genders and see how that reads) really quickly (that book she keeps with her starts to look like a manifesto).
Sahoko’s triumphs and recognizance are okay, a little fast if you ask me, but she’s got this veneer of self-loathing that can be a lot too. Her narration has sub-narration by herself and it’s almost always being negative about what she’s thinking. This story can be a heck of a confusing read.
Elsewhere, I’m sure that my boundless cynicism is also putting me at odds with Kouta, whose whole thing is his boundless optimism. He seems far more innocent than Sahoko, which is a clever touch, even if I don’t believe anybody in the idol industry has a shred of innocence left by his age. Kouta is more idealized than nuanced, but he certainly gets the job done as a lead anyway.
There’s a hard plot pivot at the end of this volume, however, that also leaves a really bad taste in my mouth. Sahoko doesn’t expect anything of Kouta, true, but his response cannot help but intimate that he’s just been leading her on from the very start. There’s mixed signals and then there are the clear ones that are being misrepresented.
That’s how this entire volume rolls - for everything I like, there’s something pretty iffy to make me less than enthused to just wholesale recommend it. It also moves, as mentioned, incredibly fast - although you can argue that’s a direct result of Sahoko letting all her bottled up desires out in a rush.
This is one of the more baffling manga I’ve read lately because it is really hard to get a bead on. If the notion appeals, I think you’ll come down on the side of liking it, but there are lots of caveats.
3 stars - kinda good, but kinda bad, and in ways that are more complicated than a relatively simple premise should really be. I like it enough to read another volume, which is genuinely the most definite conclusion I can get to.