Shame he ended their lives so quickly, I was hoping the anon would have been very creative with them. Regardless, was a brilliant way to torture the mother.
But something about eating yukkuris really bothers me, for reasons I cannot explain, I am perfectly fine with squishing, smashing, abusing, torturing, mauling, slicing and etc., but whenever they are eaten I begin to feel uneasy
Also, I like how the tags have birthkill but no death.
NO! IT'S NOT A YMMV YOU SHOULD FEEL BAD FOR THINKING THAT'S LIKEABLE AND I FEEL THE NEED OF SAYING SO WITH CRUISE CONTROL! HURR DURR HERP DERP!
Okay enough joking around. . .
I can see why Gamr gets berserk button effect on them, or at least any "non 100% lover only" yukkuri fan would.
It really is nerve gratting and annoying the whole "bein kyute!" kind of phrases. . .aside of damn arrogant. It kinda kill the cuteness if you ask me, and insteads makes it diabetically "ugh", aside of, again, feeling arrogant.
Incidentally, I've found a stall in a nearby mall that sells "Korean Manju" (that's what it says right there on their sign) nearby. The toasted manju they sell... is actually pretty bland compared to donunts and other pastries, but for some reason they taste sweeter when I imagine them as kiriaitaa's koyukkuri.
And I'd eat them exactly like how Anon does in this page.
Incidentally, I've found a stall in a nearby mall that sells "Korean Manju" (that's what it says right there on their sign) nearby. The toasted manju they sell... is actually pretty bland compared to donunts and other pastries, but for some reason they taste sweeter when I imagine them as kiriaitaa's koyukkuri.
And I'd eat them exactly like how Anon does in this page.
Eating a wild yukkuri without any form of ensuring hygiene.... Enjoy your digestive disorder.
Skribulous said: This is making me hungry again.
Incidentally, I've found a stall in a nearby mall that sells "Korean Manju" (that's what it says right there on their sign) nearby. The toasted manju they sell... is actually pretty bland compared to donunts and other pastries, but for some reason they taste sweeter when I imagine them as kiriaitaa's koyukkuri.
And I'd eat them exactly like how Anon does in this page.
Yep, I'm a regular customer now.
Being a Korean, I know pretty much about traditional food but as far as my knowledge goes there exists no food known as Korean manjuu. I do have wild guesses about which snack you're talking about though. But they're quite far from manjuu.... I'm intrigued. Do you mind asking the next time you visit the stall?
Lick_King said: Eating a wild yukkuri without any form of ensuring hygiene.... Enjoy your digestive disorder.
Being a Korean, I know pretty much about traditional food but as far as my knowledge goes there exists no food known as Korean manjuu. I do have wild guesses about which snack you're talking about though. But they're quite far from manjuu.... I'm intrigued. Do you mind asking the next time you visit the stall?
I haven't gone there in a while, but I'll see this weekend.
And Korean Manju is the name of the stall. I think it's actually named because the owner of the franchise is in fact Korean. :3
Anyone who complains about them being killed too quickly fails to appreciate the artistry in their demise.
For one thing, the kos dying in the same ignorant state that they lived their less-than-a-minute-long lives in is poetic. They're too young to recognize the danger they're in, too young also to recognize the fear and panic on their mother's face. Ending their lives quickly, without excess torture, might seem a mercy, but it's a fitting end and cruel in its own way.
For another, while the kos might have died swiftly without suffering, the same can't be said of the mother. She had to sit there while her infants were blissfully unaware of the mortal danger they were in, going about their adorable infant ways for only a few moments before they were suddenly and horrifically slaughtered before her eyes. Think of it as a sudden sucker-punch. If the infants had been tortured, the mother would have expected the suffering they would endure, and to some extent, could have braced herself. This particular horror came suddenly, with no warning, cutting right through whatever meager mental defenses she might have otherwise been able to put up.