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  1. Anime and Light Novel Blog Posts That Caught My Eye This Week (September 4, 2026)

    Wow... another light list of links this week. At least the Fall 2026 simulcast season starts in a few weeks, so first impression posts will temporarily expand the length of the lists for 2-3 weeks next month. I may need to see about expanding what I feature in here to help keep the list a little longer in the list posts that come out after the first impression posts wrap up.

    lesleysanimeandmangacorner.com

    #Anime, #LightNovel

  2. Sweet Tea (甘茶)

    Part 3: Thief (泥棒) Part 1

    #Wss366 #Mastoprompt 7/22
    #FanFiction #TheApothecaryDiaries

    Mao had the name of the thief now. In a way, it didn’t surprise her. He wasn’t above short-changing clients and bought obviously stolen materials. All petty stuff, and stealing the Gān Cǎo fit the pattern.

    She swore he was hiding from her. His spot in the market alley sat empty. It was clean, as far as alleys went. She wouldn’t eat there, but she wouldn’t catch anything walking in. Just as important, the worst you’d find here was a second-rate pickpocket. The vendors likely chose this location for its low rent, and because it wouldn’t scare off decent townsfolk with a little coin to spare.

    On one side, a vendor with a thin #stock of secondhand clothes spat and shrugged when she asked about his neighbor’s whereabouts. The fortune teller on the other side was more forthcoming, if not more useful.

    “I know not,” she said, “but for twenty wen I can send a spirit to seek him out.”

    For a moment, Mao considered saying that “Five wen was already too much.” But five seconds spent on the woman were already more than her services were worth.

    Rather than waste more time, she headed back to the apothecary. She had an inventory to finish and other work to do. There was a better way to find the thief than the #taxing . It might take some time, but it was surer than any spirit desperate enough to visit that alley.

    On her way to the apothecary, she stopped to talk with Ukyou. He was at his usual place. Most of the women were still sleeping, so he could sit and soak up the sun, sip tea, and think his private thoughts. Madam sometimes complained he was wasting time, but he did his job well, defusing most irate customers and throwing the rest into the street without a fuss. He never forgot the face of a problematic client. He greeted everyone with a smile and made even the once-a-year splurger feel seen and welcome. Whatever Grandma paid him wasn’t enough, so all she did was grumble about him enjoying the late morning sun.

    Mao smiled at Ukyou. Like all the other women at Verdigris House, she liked him. “Ukyou, when you see Chou-u, tell him I need to find someone. It’s a twenty wen job.” Her “adopted” son would be happy to earn a little extra money. He pinched wen as hard as Grandma did.

    “I will, and thanks for helping Amacha,” he replied. “She’s a little better today. She even had time to complain about your interfering ways. I think she likes you.”

    “She ought to,” Mao said aloud, but privately doubted it. People never like the person who gives them bitter medicine.

    The day is going well, even though I haven’t found my target,” she thought. “Maybe I’ll splurge on a pork bun for dinner.

    (Continued in Part 2)

    #TootFic #NMPrompts #NMV366 #NMMP
    #薬屋のひとりごと #ApothecaryDiaries
    #LightNovel #Manga #Fantasy #Mystery
    @yon @bytebro

  3. #MastoPrompt 6/25

    Riding Double

    #FanFiction #AdachiToShimamura

    “Look where you’re going,” Shimamura yelled, the wind tearing at her words.

    She’d never been sure how Adachi steered the bike while looking at her. That question was now burning up the circuits of her brain, red lights flashing. It took a lot for that to happen. Normally, her brain was half asleep. On a good day, it might be 90% awake, but at the moment, it was running at 200% wakefulness.

    It took an intersection full of trucks at the bottom of a hill to wake her up like that. “This is why the school forbade riding double,” she thought. Too late to worry about that—Adachi was staring at her, and the trucks were rumbling past.

    “Brake! Brake! Brake!” she yelled.

    Adachi blinked and froze. “Never yell at Adachi,” Shimamura thought too late.

    “Trucks,” she said, just loud enough to be heard over the rushing air. A small part of her brain analyzed what was happening and marveled at her self-control.

    She almost added, “I’ll let you sit between my legs” as a bribe. “No, no, no!” That small part of her brain panicked, screaming. “She’ll freeze.” As though she hadn’t already. But the comment would have locked Adachi into a glacial winter. Its icy depths would have someday yielded mastodons, and a mangled Shimamura.

    Adachi looked forward and slammed on the brakes, #decelerating suddenly.

    Shimamura—

                          sailing—

                                    over—

                                          Adachi—

                                                    handlebars.

    Time seemed to stop, and a little girl with sparkling blue hair appeared floating in the air. Shimamura drifted into her arms.

    “It’s destiny.”

    @stevencudahy
    #MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMMP #SliceOfLife #AdachiAndShimamura #安達としまむら #Yuri #Amine #LightNovel #Manga

  4. #MastoPrompt 6/25

    Riding Double

    #FanFiction #AdachiToShimamura

    “Look where you’re going,” Shimamura yelled, the wind tearing at her words.

    She’d never been sure how Adachi steered the bike while looking at her. That question was now burning up the circuits of her brain, red lights flashing. It took a lot for that to happen. Normally, her brain was half asleep. On a good day, it might be 90% awake, but at the moment, it was running at 200% wakefulness.

    It took an intersection full of trucks at the bottom of a hill to wake her up like that. “This is why the school forbade riding double,” she thought. Too late to worry about that—Adachi was staring at her, and the trucks were rumbling past.

    “Brake! Brake! Brake!” she yelled.

    Adachi blinked and froze. “Never yell at Adachi,” Shimamura thought too late.

    “Trucks,” she said, just loud enough to be heard over the rushing air. A small part of her brain analyzed what was happening and marveled at her self-control.

    She almost added, “I’ll let you sit between my legs” as a bribe. “No, no, no!” That small part of her brain panicked, screaming. “She’ll freeze.” As though she hadn’t already. But the comment would have locked Adachi into a glacial winter. Its icy depths would have someday yielded mastodons, and a mangled Shimamura.

    Adachi looked forward and slammed on the brakes, #decelerating suddenly.

    Shimamura—

                          sailing—

                                    over—

                                          Adachi—

                                                    handlebars.

    Time seemed to stop, and a little girl with sparkling blue hair appeared floating in the air. Shimamura drifted into her arms.

    “It’s destiny.”

    @stevencudahy
    #MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMMP #SliceOfLife #AdachiAndShimamura #安達としまむら #Yuri #Amine #LightNovel #Manga

  5. #MastoPrompt 6/25

    Riding Double

    #FanFiction #AdachiToShimamura

    “Look where you’re going,” Shimamura yelled, the wind tearing at her words.

    She’d never been sure how Adachi steered the bike while looking at her. That question was now burning up the circuits of her brain, red lights flashing. It took a lot for that to happen. Normally, her brain was half asleep. On a good day, it might be 90% awake, but at the moment, it was running at 200% wakefulness.

    It took an intersection full of trucks at the bottom of a hill to wake her up like that. “This is why the school forbade riding double,” she thought. Too late to worry about that—Adachi was staring at her, and the trucks were rumbling past.

    “Brake! Brake! Brake!” she yelled.

    Adachi blinked and froze. “Never yell at Adachi,” Shimamura thought too late.

    “Trucks,” she said, just loud enough to be heard over the rushing air. A small part of her brain analyzed what was happening and marveled at her self-control.

    She almost added, “I’ll let you sit between my legs” as a bribe. “No, no, no!” That small part of her brain panicked, screaming. “She’ll freeze.” As though she hadn’t already. But the comment would have locked Adachi into a glacial winter. Its icy depths would have someday yielded mastodons, and a mangled Shimamura.

    Adachi looked forward and slammed on the brakes, #decelerating suddenly.

    Shimamura—

                          sailing—

                                    over—

                                          Adachi—

                                                    handlebars.

    Time seemed to stop, and a little girl with sparkling blue hair appeared floating in the air. Shimamura drifted into her arms.

    “It’s destiny.”

    @stevencudahy
    #MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMMP #SliceOfLife #AdachiAndShimamura #安達としまむら #Yuri #Amine #LightNovel #Manga

  6. #MastoPrompt 6/25

    Riding Double

    #FanFiction #AdachiToShimamura

    “Look where you’re going,” Shimamura yelled, the wind tearing at her words.

    She’d never been sure how Adachi steered the bike while looking at her. That question was now burning up the circuits of her brain, red lights flashing. It took a lot for that to happen. Normally, her brain was half asleep. On a good day, it might be 90% awake, but at the moment, it was running at 200% wakefulness.

    It took an intersection full of trucks at the bottom of a hill to wake her up like that. “This is why the school forbade riding double,” she thought. Too late to worry about that—Adachi was staring at her, and the trucks were rumbling past.

    “Brake! Brake! Brake!” she yelled.

    Adachi blinked and froze. “Never yell at Adachi,” Shimamura thought too late.

    “Trucks,” she said, just loud enough to be heard over the rushing air. A small part of her brain analyzed what was happening and marveled at her self-control.

    She almost added, “I’ll let you sit between my legs” as a bribe. “No, no, no!” That small part of her brain panicked, screaming. “She’ll freeze.” As though she hadn’t already. But the comment would have locked Adachi into a glacial winter. Its icy depths would have someday yielded mastodons, and a mangled Shimamura.

    Adachi looked forward and slammed on the brakes, #decelerating suddenly.

    Shimamura—

                          sailing—

                                    over—

                                          Adachi—

                                                    handlebars.

    Time seemed to stop, and a little girl with sparkling blue hair appeared floating in the air. Shimamura drifted into her arms.

    “It’s destiny.”

    @stevencudahy
    #MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMMP #SliceOfLife #AdachiAndShimamura #安達としまむら #Yuri #Amine #LightNovel #Manga

  7. #Mastoprompt #CARNIVAL 2/2

    Adachi at Sunset <Continued from Part 1 above)

    “Cute,” Shimamura thought while studying Adachi’s face. The golden light lit it up, highlighting the features she loved. “How did I get so lucky?” The words almost slipped out. “What the heck,” she thought and said it.

    Adachi blushed redder than the rose-tinted clouds outside their window. Shimamura smiled. No one but Adachi affected her that way.

    Shimamura tried not to tease her wife too much. It was fun, but dangerous. Too much teasing could put Adachi out of action for hours. Once she had gone too far, causing Adachi to bang her head against the wall. That wasn’t fun at all and had terrified her.

    “So what were you thinking about?” she asked.

    Adachi just looked down and tugged harder on her hair.

    “Okay, that’s not working,” Shimamura thought. She took a piece of paper she had been jotting notes on, walked over, and handed it and a pen to Adachi.

    “Write it down for me. Pweese.” Shimamura had learned that writing sometimes helped. “Pweese” was a risk. Adachi could never resist when she said it like that — unless her brain melted. And that was a real risk.

    That time she had frozen in the middle of the grocery store had been a nightmare. Or when she hid in the stationery store. Who would’ve thought a place that small had such a good hiding spot?

    Fortunately, Adachi survived the massive brain storm “Pweese” produced and made several attempts at writing. She’d start writing, pause, then furiously scratch it out. She finally took a deep breath and hurriedly wrote something.

    Shimamura had been waiting for that and snatched the paper before Adachi could scribble it out.

    Shimamura read, “I was remembering how you looked at the CARNIVAL.”

    “You mean when we kiss under the sunset?” Shimamura asked.

    That was too much for poor Adachi, who dove under her blanket, the one with the horrible Shimamura store logo in big letters.

    #MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMMP #SliceOfLife #AdachiToShimamura #AdachiAndShimamura #安達としまむら #Yuri #Amine #LightNovel #Manga #FanFiction #AutisticCharacters #ActuallyAutistic

  8. #Mastoprompt #CARNIVAL 2/2

    Adachi at Sunset <Continued from Part 1 above)

    “Cute,” Shimamura thought while studying Adachi’s face. The golden light lit it up, highlighting the features she loved. “How did I get so lucky?” The words almost slipped out. “What the heck,” she thought and said it.

    Adachi blushed redder than the rose-tinted clouds outside their window. Shimamura smiled. No one but Adachi affected her that way.

    Shimamura tried not to tease her wife too much. It was fun, but dangerous. Too much teasing could put Adachi out of action for hours. Once she had gone too far, causing Adachi to bang her head against the wall. That wasn’t fun at all and had terrified her.

    “So what were you thinking about?” she asked.

    Adachi just looked down and tugged harder on her hair.

    “Okay, that’s not working,” Shimamura thought. She took a piece of paper she had been jotting notes on, walked over, and handed it and a pen to Adachi.

    “Write it down for me. Pweese.” Shimamura had learned that writing sometimes helped. “Pweese” was a risk. Adachi could never resist when she said it like that — unless her brain melted. And that was a real risk.

    That time she had frozen in the middle of the grocery store had been a nightmare. Or when she hid in the stationery store. Who would’ve thought a place that small had such a good hiding spot?

    Fortunately, Adachi survived the massive brain storm “Pweese” produced and made several attempts at writing. She’d start writing, pause, then furiously scratch it out. She finally took a deep breath and hurriedly wrote something.

    Shimamura had been waiting for that and snatched the paper before Adachi could scribble it out.

    Shimamura read, “I was remembering how you looked at the CARNIVAL.”

    “You mean when we kiss under the sunset?” Shimamura asked.

    That was too much for poor Adachi, who dove under her blanket, the one with the horrible Shimamura store logo in big letters.

    #MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMMP #SliceOfLife #AdachiToShimamura #AdachiAndShimamura #安達としまむら #Yuri #Amine #LightNovel #Manga #FanFiction #AutisticCharacters #ActuallyAutistic

  9. #Mastoprompt #CARNIVAL 2/2

    Adachi at Sunset <Continued from Part 1 above)

    “Cute,” Shimamura thought while studying Adachi’s face. The golden light lit it up, highlighting the features she loved. “How did I get so lucky?” The words almost slipped out. “What the heck,” she thought and said it.

    Adachi blushed redder than the rose-tinted clouds outside their window. Shimamura smiled. No one but Adachi affected her that way.

    Shimamura tried not to tease her wife too much. It was fun, but dangerous. Too much teasing could put Adachi out of action for hours. Once she had gone too far, causing Adachi to bang her head against the wall. That wasn’t fun at all and had terrified her.

    “So what were you thinking about?” she asked.

    Adachi just looked down and tugged harder on her hair.

    “Okay, that’s not working,” Shimamura thought. She took a piece of paper she had been jotting notes on, walked over, and handed it and a pen to Adachi.

    “Write it down for me. Pweese.” Shimamura had learned that writing sometimes helped. “Pweese” was a risk. Adachi could never resist when she said it like that — unless her brain melted. And that was a real risk.

    That time she had frozen in the middle of the grocery store had been a nightmare. Or when she hid in the stationery store. Who would’ve thought a place that small had such a good hiding spot?

    Fortunately, Adachi survived the massive brain storm “Pweese” produced and made several attempts at writing. She’d start writing, pause, then furiously scratch it out. She finally took a deep breath and hurriedly wrote something.

    Shimamura had been waiting for that and snatched the paper before Adachi could scribble it out.

    Shimamura read, “I was remembering how you looked at the CARNIVAL.”

    “You mean when we kiss under the sunset?” Shimamura asked.

    That was too much for poor Adachi, who dove under her blanket, the one with the horrible Shimamura store logo in big letters.

    #MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMMP #SliceOfLife #AdachiToShimamura #AdachiAndShimamura #安達としまむら #Yuri #Amine #LightNovel #Manga #FanFiction #AutisticCharacters #ActuallyAutistic

  10. #Mastoprompt #CARNIVAL 2/2

    Adachi at Sunset <Continued from Part 1 above)

    “Cute,” Shimamura thought while studying Adachi’s face. The golden light lit it up, highlighting the features she loved. “How did I get so lucky?” The words almost slipped out. “What the heck,” she thought and said it.

    Adachi blushed redder than the rose-tinted clouds outside their window. Shimamura smiled. No one but Adachi affected her that way.

    Shimamura tried not to tease her wife too much. It was fun, but dangerous. Too much teasing could put Adachi out of action for hours. Once she had gone too far, causing Adachi to bang her head against the wall. That wasn’t fun at all and had terrified her.

    “So what were you thinking about?” she asked.

    Adachi just looked down and tugged harder on her hair.

    “Okay, that’s not working,” Shimamura thought. She took a piece of paper she had been jotting notes on, walked over, and handed it and a pen to Adachi.

    “Write it down for me. Pweese.” Shimamura had learned that writing sometimes helped. “Pweese” was a risk. Adachi could never resist when she said it like that — unless her brain melted. And that was a real risk.

    That time she had frozen in the middle of the grocery store had been a nightmare. Or when she hid in the stationery store. Who would’ve thought a place that small had such a good hiding spot?

    Fortunately, Adachi survived the massive brain storm “Pweese” produced and made several attempts at writing. She’d start writing, pause, then furiously scratch it out. She finally took a deep breath and hurriedly wrote something.

    Shimamura had been waiting for that and snatched the paper before Adachi could scribble it out.

    Shimamura read, “I was remembering how you looked at the CARNIVAL.”

    “You mean when we kiss under the sunset?” Shimamura asked.

    That was too much for poor Adachi, who dove under her blanket, the one with the horrible Shimamura store logo in big letters.

    #MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMMP #SliceOfLife #AdachiToShimamura #AdachiAndShimamura #安達としまむら #Yuri #Amine #LightNovel #Manga #FanFiction #AutisticCharacters #ActuallyAutistic

  11. #Mastoprompt #CARNIVAL 1/2

    Adachi at Sunset

    “I hate this,” Shimamura grumbled. “When you get off work, that should be it. It’s worse than school. At least I could fall asleep pretending I was working on homework. My boss will yell at…”

    Shimamura looked up from her papers scattered on the table to Adachi, who was on the couch with her favorite blanket. Adachi was staring vacantly past her. It was still embarrassing how Adachi would stare at her while pretending to watch TV, but Shimamura was used to it. Looking past her was a new, irritating surprise.

    “What are you looking at?” Shimamura asked.

    As expected, Adachi’s eyes darted around, and she tugged at her hair.

    Not receiving an answer, Shimamura looked behind her. “Wow, glorious.” It was indeed. Golden light illuminated the sky and red tinted the edges of the clouds.

    “Were you admiring the sunset?” Adachi was usually oblivious to things like that, so Shimamura’s curiosity was piqued.

    Adachi shook her head yes and then violently no. “No,” she muttered, looking both alarmed and confused.

    Part 1 <Continued>

    #MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMMP #SliceOfLife #AdachiToShimamura #AdachiAndShimamura #安達としまむら #Yuri #Amine #LightNovel #Manga #FanFiciction #AutisticCharacters #ActuallyAutistic

  12. #Mastoprompt #CARNIVAL 1/2

    Adachi at Sunset

    “I hate this,” Shimamura grumbled. “When you get off work, that should be it. It’s worse than school. At least I could fall asleep pretending I was working on homework. My boss will yell at…”

    Shimamura looked up from her papers scattered on the table to Adachi, who was on the couch with her favorite blanket. Adachi was staring vacantly past her. It was still embarrassing how Adachi would stare at her while pretending to watch TV, but Shimamura was used to it. Looking past her was a new, irritating surprise.

    “What are you looking at?” Shimamura asked.

    As expected, Adachi’s eyes darted around, and she tugged at her hair.

    Not receiving an answer, Shimamura looked behind her. “Wow, glorious.” It was indeed. Golden light illuminated the sky and red tinted the edges of the clouds.

    “Were you admiring the sunset?” Adachi was usually oblivious to things like that, so Shimamura’s curiosity was piqued.

    Adachi shook her head yes and then violently no. “No,” she muttered, looking both alarmed and confused.

    Part 1 <Continued>

    #MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMMP #SliceOfLife #AdachiToShimamura #AdachiAndShimamura #安達としまむら #Yuri #Amine #LightNovel #Manga #FanFiciction #AutisticCharacters #ActuallyAutistic

  13. #Mastoprompt #CARNIVAL 1/2

    Adachi at Sunset

    “I hate this,” Shimamura grumbled. “When you get off work, that should be it. It’s worse than school. At least I could fall asleep pretending I was working on homework. My boss will yell at…”

    Shimamura looked up from her papers scattered on the table to Adachi, who was on the couch with her favorite blanket. Adachi was staring vacantly past her. It was still embarrassing how Adachi would stare at her while pretending to watch TV, but Shimamura was used to it. Looking past her was a new, irritating surprise.

    “What are you looking at?” Shimamura asked.

    As expected, Adachi’s eyes darted around, and she tugged at her hair.

    Not receiving an answer, Shimamura looked behind her. “Wow, glorious.” It was indeed. Golden light illuminated the sky and red tinted the edges of the clouds.

    “Were you admiring the sunset?” Adachi was usually oblivious to things like that, so Shimamura’s curiosity was piqued.

    Adachi shook her head yes and then violently no. “No,” she muttered, looking both alarmed and confused.

    Part 1 <Continued>

    #MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMMP #SliceOfLife #AdachiToShimamura #AdachiAndShimamura #安達としまむら #Yuri #Amine #LightNovel #Manga #FanFiciction #AutisticCharacters #ActuallyAutistic

  14. #Mastoprompt #CARNIVAL 1/2

    Adachi at Sunset

    “I hate this,” Shimamura grumbled. “When you get off work, that should be it. It’s worse than school. At least I could fall asleep pretending I was working on homework. My boss will yell at…”

    Shimamura looked up from her papers scattered on the table to Adachi, who was on the couch with her favorite blanket. Adachi was staring vacantly past her. It was still embarrassing how Adachi would stare at her while pretending to watch TV, but Shimamura was used to it. Looking past her was a new, irritating surprise.

    “What are you looking at?” Shimamura asked.

    As expected, Adachi’s eyes darted around, and she tugged at her hair.

    Not receiving an answer, Shimamura looked behind her. “Wow, glorious.” It was indeed. Golden light illuminated the sky and red tinted the edges of the clouds.

    “Were you admiring the sunset?” Adachi was usually oblivious to things like that, so Shimamura’s curiosity was piqued.

    Adachi shook her head yes and then violently no. “No,” she muttered, looking both alarmed and confused.

    Part 1 <Continued>

    #MicroFiction #NMPrompts #NMMP #SliceOfLife #AdachiToShimamura #AdachiAndShimamura #安達としまむら #Yuri #Amine #LightNovel #Manga #FanFiciction #AutisticCharacters #ActuallyAutistic

  15. The manga is very slow in coming. And currently only goes to volume 4. Five should be out later this year. The LN are up to vol. 11 with 12 coming out late this year.

    The manga emphasizes cute more. The LN makes clearer just how dysfunctional Adachi and Shimamura are. Whether meant or not Adachi comes off as if she is on the spectrum and Shimamura as ace to demi-ace.

    A lot depends on whether you are more a manga person or a light novel person. I almost alway perfer light novels.

    Both are slow burn - extremely slow burn. We get the canon ending in vol. 8 when the Iruma jumps ahead in time. They wanted to ensure an ending since the readership was tapering off and they never knew year to year if another vol. would be commissioned.

    There is also weirdness with a strange alien that keeps showing up.

    People have strong opinions on AtS, not all favorable. (Not the usual suspects that hate all yuri but "respectable" serious yuri fans.)

    #Yuri #AdachiAndShimamura #LightNovel #安達としまむら #SevenSeasEntertainment #Manga

  16. The manga is very slow in coming. And currently only goes to volume 4. Five should be out later this year. The LN are up to vol. 11 with 12 coming out late this year.

    The manga emphasizes cute more. The LN makes clearer just how dysfunctional Adachi and Shimamura are. Whether meant or not Adachi comes off as if she is on the spectrum and Shimamura as ace to demi-ace.

    A lot depends on whether you are more a manga person or a light novel person. I almost alway perfer light novels.

    Both are slow burn - extremely slow burn. We get the canon ending in vol. 8 when the Iruma jumps ahead in time. They wanted to ensure an ending since the readership was tapering off and they never knew year to year if another vol. would be commissioned.

    There is also weirdness with a strange alien that keeps showing up.

    People have strong opinions on AtS, not all favorable. (Not the usual suspects that hate all yuri but "respectable" serious yuri fans.)

    #Yuri #AdachiAndShimamura #LightNovel #安達としまむら #SevenSeasEntertainment #Manga

  17. The manga is very slow in coming. And currently only goes to volume 4. Five should be out later this year. The LN are up to vol. 11 with 12 coming out late this year.

    The manga emphasizes cute more. The LN makes clearer just how dysfunctional Adachi and Shimamura are. Whether meant or not Adachi comes off as if she is on the spectrum and Shimamura as ace to demi-ace.

    A lot depends on whether you are more a manga person or a light novel person. I almost alway perfer light novels.

    Both are slow burn - extremely slow burn. We get the canon ending in vol. 8 when the Iruma jumps ahead in time. They wanted to ensure an ending since the readership was tapering off and they never knew year to year if another vol. would be commissioned.

    There is also weirdness with a strange alien that keeps showing up.

    People have strong opinions on AtS, not all favorable. (Not the usual suspects that hate all yuri but "respectable" serious yuri fans.)

    #Yuri #AdachiAndShimamura #LightNovel #安達としまむら #SevenSeasEntertainment #Manga

  18. Adachi to Shimamura # 11

    Some how I had gotten it into my head that #11 was the last one. Wrong. In Sept. we still expect #12, which will be the last.

    # 11 is a collection of short stories. Very Hitoma Iruma. If you like Iruma you will like these. If you find Iruma rambling and dull you will not. We learn a little bit more about Yashiro. We see a little of A&S relationship after becoming an official couple. And we meet a new mysterious woman, who may or may not appear in #12.

    As someone who enjoys Iruma, I was delighted with the book.

    #Yuri #AdachiAndShimamura #LightNovel #安達としまむら #SevenSeasEntertainment

  19. Adachi to Shimamura # 11

    Some how I had gotten it into my head that #11 was the last one. Wrong. In Sept. we still expect #12, which will be the last.

    # 11 is a collection of short stories. Very Hitoma Iruma. If you like Iruma you will like these. If you find Iruma rambling and dull you will not. We learn a little bit more about Yashiro. We see a little of A&S relationship after becoming an official couple. And we meet a new mysterious woman, who may or may not appear in #12.

    As someone who enjoys Iruma, I was delighted with the book.

    #Yuri #AdachiAndShimamura #LightNovel #安達としまむら #SevenSeasEntertainment

  20. Adachi to Shimamura # 11

    Some how I had gotten it into my head that #11 was the last one. Wrong. In Sept. we still expect #12, which will be the last.

    # 11 is a collection of short stories. Very Hitoma Iruma. If you like Iruma you will like these. If you find Iruma rambling and dull you will not. We learn a little bit more about Yashiro. We see a little of A&S relationship after becoming an official couple. And we meet a new mysterious woman, who may or may not appear in #12.

    As someone who enjoys Iruma, I was delighted with the book.

    #Yuri #AdachiAndShimamura #LightNovel #安達としまむら #SevenSeasEntertainment

  21. Adachi to Shimamura # 11

    Some how I had gotten it into my head that #11 was the last one. Wrong. In Sept. we still expect #12, which will be the last.

    # 11 is a collection of short stories. Very Hitoma Iruma. If you like Iruma you will like these. If you find Iruma rambling and dull you will not. We learn a little bit more about Yashiro. We see a little of A&S relationship after becoming an official couple. And we meet a new mysterious woman, who may or may not appear in #12.

    As someone who enjoys Iruma, I was delighted with the book.

    #Yuri #AdachiAndShimamura #LightNovel #安達としまむら #SevenSeasEntertainment

  22. Adachi to Shimamura # 11

    Some how I had gotten it into my head that #11 was the last one. Wrong. In Sept. we still expect #12, which will be the last.

    # 11 is a collection of short stories. Very Hitoma Iruma. If you like Iruma you will like these. If you find Iruma rambling and dull you will not. We learn a little bit more about Yashiro. We see a little of A&S relationship after becoming an official couple. And we meet a new mysterious woman, who may or may not appear in #12.

    As someone who enjoys Iruma, I was delighted with the book.

    #Yuri #AdachiAndShimamura #LightNovel #安達としまむら #SevenSeasEntertainment

  23. On Friday I borrowed my wife's Epomaker th80 pro so I can use it while she's sick, and until my Dygma Defy arrives. Love the sound and the feeling on this keyboard.

    Then I went to Kafka's to have some coffee and read Durarara!

    #daily #lightNovel #durarara #coffee