Except I do know. My third eye is all the way open. My chakras are aligned as fuck. And with my eyes and several other orifices spread wide I can safely and solidly tell you there's more than meets the eye (all three of them) here.
Tokineiro, specifically the dub of Tokineiro, is a subversive masterpiece.
The story is rich and deeply, complexly psychological, packing plot point after plot point into its total hour of runtime. Said plot includes but is absolutely not limited to: box fucking, breakfast, three whole white haired sciencey looking fellas, homophobic slurs directed specifically towards Albert Einstein, dissociative identity disorder, flashbacks, motor oil, and so much more. It's on the level of shit like Evangelion, I'm telling you. Like, if Serial Experiments Lain mindfucks you, Tokineiro fucks, breeds, and utterly desanctifies your mind's gaping boyhole in a doubly schizophrenic fashion. Tokineiro is your daddy dom. Tokineiro is your soft, gentle lover. Tokineiro is a joint delusion we all share. Tokineiro is kafkaesque. Tokineiro is God.
I've taken the time to draw fan art for this series, being an artist of a semi-professional skill level who has decidedly better things to do (I still owe my local femboy a commission- that's not a joke.) I made my fiancé watch it, I intend to make several of my best friends watch it, I'd show it to my parents if I had any relationship with them after the last time I did peyoturacaine (peyote + datura + cocaine, for the unacquainted) and tried to get them to watch Japanese media. I've never even written any anime reviews before. But the will of God has forced my hand here. I'm so deeply invested, filled with a legitimate fucking passion for this hentai. It's captivating in the same way a car accident is.
If you're contemplating watching it, I can do nothing if not urge you. Please. It's an hour out of your time and you will guaranteed emerge from it a more enlightened individual. Do yourself a favour and watch the dub of Tokineiro.
Your life will be changed.
10 yoghurt milkshakes out of 10.
2021 edit: This hentai has since fundamentally altered my personality and enabled deep introspection in the realm of my identity, my likes, my dislikes, and who I want to be and what art I want to make. That's a lot for a show about maids getting railed, but in my defense, I have autism.
I still owe that femboy the commission, by the way. But I'm making him a hoodie that says PISS in a black metal esque font on it now. It has Felix Argyle on the back.
