Under Pressure

No one old and nothing new. Eyes closed and all of the rest will flow.

Three Minute Warning

Laying out this little section with some semblance of propriety always seems to be a tedious task.

Given how much time I waste on other activities these days, I wonder if I'd ever get around to actually the read the book, but here are the illustrations of 創神と喪神のマギウス, a new series by Makoto Sanda – probably best known for authoring Rental Magica, gamemastering Red Dragon and more recently, penning the Lord El-Melloi II Case Files. The illustrator Soga Makoto should be no stranger to those who are familiar with Fate-related works, though whether that is a good thing or not for this series is another story.

The curtains stay closed now.

Silent Fortissimo

The festive season is around the corner again.

Even now it still bemuses me how similar Kurehito's and Shinobu's styles are and, strangely enough, how I'm starting to like the latter's more. Enjoy the lovely illustrations of the second and last volume of 太陽のチャンネル, which seemed better composed than the first book, and Granblue Fantasy Graphic Archive that I had been meaning to put up for a long while.

A candle's a treat.

Reckless Serenade

Time flies.

Enjoy the pretty pictures, even if everything Kurehito draws now is oddly shiny. Once again, Megumi gets her own little special scene at the very end as she always does. I could probably live without more side stories though.

The sun is a light bulb.

Pleather For Breakfast

It's time for one of those posts again.

So here are the illustrations of SaeKano Volume 8. A picture is worth a thousand words, but they can be misleading too. Another date at the mall, and while Tomoya and Megumi aren't exactly on first name basis yet, she does start using 'Tomoya-kun' for a bit and he develops a habit of calling her Megumi. Iori eventually ends up joining blessing software, so you'd think everything is going to be alright but well, Volume 7 Girls Side probably finished on a happier note than this one.

Not that it really means anything.