For years, I treated Akane-banashi like a dessert, saving the chapters for last every Sunday as the highlight of my Weekly Shonen Jump lineup. Then I got greedy. I stopped
Imagine the opening credits playing on a pilot episode of a television show—the scene-setting, the character introductions teasing backstories and defining traits, the tantalizing hints of the larger story
While onboarding with Aftermath, I went on a tangent, laying bare all my frustrations with manga-reading apps while pitching a blog. After spewing a word salad for what felt like
Sometimes a series so powerfully sucks you into a “I need to know what happens next” vortex that you sit transfixed for as many hours as it takes. The last
