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Nijigahara holograph by inio asano
Nijigahara holograph by inio asano






nijigahara holograph by inio asano

Each day, the dreams become more and more real. It makes me wonder if what I’m seeing now isn’t really just a dream. Or does it begin with Amahiko, product of a loveless home and ostracised at each successive school he’s moved to? As an adult he is visiting his dying father in hospital – the same hospital Arié’s still sleeping in – lost in reverie: It begins with what was done to her, what kept her in a coma for over a decade, and its effect on classmate Kohta who develops an affinity for those tunnels and, for a bully, quite the protective streak. It all begins with a girl called Arié who claimed there was a monster in that tunnel. Except that they don’t erupt out of nowhere: they come from the human heart – and what happened at school and around the Nijigahara Embankment eleven years ago. It’s such a gentle, sleepy, dreamy read that when sudden acts of extreme violence erupt seemingly out of nowhere, it is altogether halting. He’s created an elliptical narrative which orbits a cast of characters, gliding in and out of their lives as adults and school children. Inio Asano, the creator of SOLANIN, won’t be holding your hand. It is to be delivered, and soon, for the promised day is coming and the connections will finally be made clear. Kohta entrusts this one to former classmate Maki, now waitress in the café Makota inherited so fortuitously from his dead parents. It’s one of a matching pair of pendants which will be lost and found, passed on from one protagonist to the next throughout this book. Kohta has found a butterfly pendant in the pitch-black warren of tunnels behind the school, beneath the Nijigahara Embankment.

nijigahara holograph by inio asano

Look, there’s one now crawling from between Kohta’s lips!

nijigahara holograph by inio asano

What a very beautiful book and, oh, you will love the clouds of butterflies glowing under the moon’s reflective gaze and erupting from the oddest of places. “The butterflies that had been pulled apart by fate








Nijigahara holograph by inio asano