This chapter offers a little taste of what to expect going forward on several fronts.

This is Kagura Sohma. She is another member of the Zodiac and has some issues (mainly involving Kyo). Read more
This chapter offers a little taste of what to expect going forward on several fronts.

This is Kagura Sohma. She is another member of the Zodiac and has some issues (mainly involving Kyo). Read more
I love this story for many reasons, and one of the biggest is its true to life characters. Their issues are amplified, of course, but at their core, they have very relatable problems. I’ve yet to find another character that resonates with my time in school quite like Yuki Sohma.

Yuki-kun, you’re a nice guy, but there’s some part of you that rejects other people.
Tohru discovers a little of what makes Kyo tick as everyone starts getting used to living together (if not in harmony – it’s enough at this point that Yuki and Kyo aren’t trying to murder each other). Read more

Shigure: In short, I’m the Dog. Yuki-kun is the Rat. Kyo Sohma there is the Cat. We’re all possessed by animal spirits. […] For hundreds of years, members of the Sohma family have been possessed by the same twelve animal spirits that are in the Zodiac. Read more
This is the story of Tohru Honda, a caring and compassionate high school girl.
Welcome to the banquet.
Once upon a time there was a man who died. The man tried to keep spinning a story even after his death, but the story just wouldn’t move along. Frustrated, the man lost his patience and called a duck into the story. The little duck tried her best for the Prince. She transcended her standing in the world, and came to love the Prince. However, she was only a duck. She was fated someday to turn into a speck of light and vanish. Yes, that was the tear-jerking ending the story had decided on…
Once upon a time there was a man who died. The man had the power to make stories come true, so his hands were cut off by the people, who were afraid of tragedies becoming reality. When the man died, the people heaved a great sigh of relief. As it turned out, however, when his hands were cut off, the man had been writing a story in his own blood. That was a story he could continue spinning even after he died – a story of the man himself.
Once upon a time there was a man who died. The story the man wrote was about a happy Prince who loved everyone and was loved by everyone. The people fought, each wanting him to love them and them alone, and an evil Raven pecked at the loving hearts of one person after another. The more the Prince loved them and tried to save them, the more the people’s love just fed the Raven. In the end, the Raven thought, “I’d like to try the Prince’s heart, the most delicious one of all.”
Once upon a time there was a princess who was held captive. She was imprisoned in the demon king’s castle, her freedom taken from her. The princess had no choice but to dance like a puppet to the tune set by the whim of her sadistic captor. One day, a hero came to fight the demon king, seeking to save the princess. However, there was no way the hero could obtain the victory, for you see, the hero did not know that he himself was a puppet that the demon king had created.