Beauty. Another example of why I love manga. It gives me everything that the socially incapable or whatever I myself have hindered myself from acquiring. I learn something from most of the manga I read.. Or at least repeat a somewhat faded lesson..
With this story that lesson revisited is.. That I should not be fixed in on my inner burning of bridges.. I should perhaps always leave some room for forgiveness when I am suffering and some room for love when all I feel is hate.
There is romance and some tough scenes which I love because I interpret it all as the genuine striving by the author to do their best at convey the story that they are translating from their imagination into a manga. I love this. It's short and meaningful. Also, the main character is very cute (Tsugu). To add on to that, the entire art is splendid and without a single weak point.
Additionaly, the single chapter story in the last volume is made out of absolute love that I can't currently comprehend and that makes it interesting and lovely. It's somethijg I've never thought about which is big since I was 28 at the time when I've read this story.