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Doumeki's actions have always been inspired by that one scene where Watanuki is standing by the river in the rain, wondering about dying alone. He understands so well that Watanuki's reckless selflessness comes from overly empathising with the things that come to hurt him and their loneliness; the lady in the park, the hydrangea ghosts, Himawari— and he also understands Watanuki's desire to save them, thereby saving himself. Doumeki is Watanuki's guardian angel. No matter who is or not on Watanuki's side, Doumeki is the one person who will always understand him even when Watanuki doesn't understand himself. He made sure that Watanuki's "Will I die alone?" Never comes true even after his own death. He simply found a way around the condition of Watanuki's attachment to Yuko, and continues to protect him from himself.
When I first started reading xxxHolic I always wondered why Yuko lived the way she did- drinking constantly, smoking like a chimney, attitude like she’s got nothing to gain or lose from any of this-
And then as the series is approaching it’s end we find out there really is nothing. She’s dead, she should have died so so long ago and this existence that she’s trapped in is the closest to hell most people are ever going to get. She is lonely and probably in pain, and waiting for the day she knows is coming, the one which will right the wrongs that kept her alive in the first place. Yuko is waiting to finally be allowed to die.
She knows there’s important work to be done first. She knows there will be a beautiful but achingly sad little boy, as lonely as herself, who has to be loved into reality, and that she needs to guide him toward the people who will help him survive, lest he disappear the same moment she does.
But the drinking, the smoking, the drama she can’t help but be blasé about- those are numbing. They’re distractions and they help to pass the time. At least she gets to leave, I thought. I can’t imagine what would happen if this were a stuck-in-a-tower kind of curse.
But we didn’t have to imagine, because we see it.
Watanuki takes up the mantle.
Yuko didn’t anticipate loving this boy. Most of that has been burned out of her by now, too tired to hope for anything but rest.
But she didn’t expect his eyes to be quite that big, that sad. And when she meets him and the power inside of her reaches (without her permission, as it has always been prone to doing) for a glimpse of his future, she’s struck by the sensation of emptiness. Of nothing. An apartment whose tenant the landlord can’t remember. A desk with no child inside. Anger. A boy whose dark eyes search halls for something he doesn’t know or understand. A family name which carries a legacy that Yuko remembers. Yuko worked so hard to will life into Watanuki, spent so long teaching him the selfishness and the tragedy of his own sacrificial self loathing. He didn’t need to be a martyr, there was nothing he needed to die for. He was a casualty of a war that had nothing to do with him. She tried, over and over and over, to offer him a way out. I think all the time about how she must have felt knowing that Watanuki took on her imprisonment and compounded it, made it that much more intense, made it that much worse. You can lead a horse to water, but you can’t make them drink. I wonder if it hurt.
Sometimes the mistake is the right choice. I don’t think Watanuki or Dômeki or anyone else would have done it any differently 😭
We know because they stayed friends with Himawari even knowing she’s a walking calamity. This is who they are and who they’ve become; hitsuzen and all that.
Still hurts tho
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Even anteaters have fun...
It's like a dog with a lot of sharp fins. A Borzoi with mohawks all over.
Endo admitting he forgot to draw the door to the bathroom 🤣
I was already assuming he didn't have a bathroom 🤣🤣🤣
My train was late. AGAIN.
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