While this is good, I think the anime is better. Some parts just translated better to the screen rather than manga.The chatroom scenes, for instance, were really bland. It wasn't quite a wall of text, but it was a lot of black with some white text on top...Something I did like was the stuff with ...
Durarara is different from other mangas, you can tell the plot is thought out and more so, is delicately drawn and repetitive with each character. It's currently one of my favourite animes as well as mangas, it offers a unique twist on gangs and holds a lot of important questions like; could a ga...
Chapter 5: A Regular Day in Town, Night “So anyway, is there anything in particular you’d like to do before you die?” It was a rather frightening question for Izaya Orihara to ask in a karaoke room. He spoke calmly, drink in his hand, not bothering to choose a song. But the two women he was askin...
Chapter 3: Wakahime Club “The Hottest Spring in the World! The Erotic Terminal of High School Girls, Ikebukuro!” “A dripping blackboard eraser! The after-school extracurricular activities never stop when the town becomes your campus! Tokyo’s dangerous horizon wafting with the scent of shining ros...
Very young to have a suite in a high-class apartment building in Shinjuku and unnaturally young to be such a well-connected information dealer. He didn’t look much older than twenty. His name was Izaya Orihara. I heard about him from the chef at the sushi place, but his name also turned up severa...
1: The Rolling Bootlegs Edward opened the back door just as Szilard’s leather shoes began to burn. “…What the hell…?” None of the police officers, Edward included, had any idea what had happened. Shoes were on fire, the Martillo Family executives were assembled, the priest and nun from earlier we...
Apartment building, near Kawagoe Highway, Ikebukuro It had been one very tumultuous day since Shingen Kishitani came to stay in Shinra’s apartment. There was no chance to speak with him on the previous night, as Shingen had immediately collapsed onto the sofa and began snoring tremendously. When ...
2: 1931 The Grand Punk Railroad: Local Jacuzzi and Donny got Jack settled in a nearby second-class passenger compartment, then ran off toward the rear of the train. Left behind, Jack turned his throbbing face to the ceiling and breathed deeply. He’d said he’d be fine, but his face felt as if it c...