… is very disgusting, in a good way. Not one but two weird metaphors for scooping a rotting corpse out of a grave! Magnifique! I don’t know what jellyfish-skin gloves (?) would feel like exactly, but I know I don’t want to find out so I guess I won’t go out and emulate ol’ FKA Hirosuke Hitomi anytime soon.
I also thought there was something nice and evocative about the word 異臭.
I’m also curious how the plan develops from here. The silence gambit surely cannot last for long, so maybe we’ll get some actual dialogue at some point.
I did not!
At the same time, I have no other time in my day where I can read this book (I usually have something else to read), so I ended up not reading those chapters at all