Hello folks, and welcome back to Wrong Every Time. Today I am once again harkening to the siren song of Seiren Academy, as angry trains pummel the tracks in a promise of violence to come, while dark towers cast long, shadowy fingers across the campus. In a place like this, you’re either the belle of the ball or the daughter of a rat-dog – the only certainty is uncertainty, as young champions vie for a fragment of stable ground.
Yes, it’s time for more goddamn Dear Brother, and boy am I eager to see what madness approaches. Our last episode saw Nanako being drawn fully into the world of Saint-Juste, as she played truant, ate some bad egg salad, and even took a puff from a cigarette. The two possess an obviously hopeless chemistry; each sees the other not as a person, but as a symbol, with Nanako admiring Saint-Juste’s alleged freedom while Saint-Juste covets the purity of her “petite doll.” But while symbols can retain beauty through abstraction, people are complicated and contradictory; as the distance between these two lessens, they will inevitably fail to embody each other’s longed-for ideals. However things shake out, I’m sure we’ve got a calamitous journey ahead of us as we return to Dear Brother!