rushthatspeaks | conversation over dinner

gaudior: has been reading Angel Sanctuary, an extremely convoluted manga by Kaori Yuki, and expresses intentions to draw up a spreadsheet after finishing it so as to know who actually does what to whom.

Me: It wouldn't be so hard if only everyone didn't have six names and multiple secret identities.

G: ::nods::

Me: I think I've got straight the four or five separate identities of [SPOILER]-- [lists them]-- but I'm kind of expecting there to be more. In fact, I wouldn't be surprised if he were secretly a ukulele.

A gay, cursed ukulele.

G: ::nods emphatically::

Short pause.

G: ...aren't ukuleles kind of female by definition?

Me: Told you it was cursed.

This causes me to reflect. Throughout my years of reading manga, characters have turned out to be secretly the protagonist's mother/father/sibling/second cousin twice removed/Aunt Fanny; God (repeatedly); God's roommate (only once); various sorts of demons and/or devils; a whole range of weaponry including swords, bazookas and Ultimate Explodey Things; figments of someone's imagination; words in books; aliens; a different gender entirely; shards of a mirror; various gems of power; a personification of the nation of Japan; almost every animal you can think of; giant robots; regular robots; time travelers; psychics; and a lovely matched set of formal outerwear.*

No one has ever turned out to really be a gay, cursed, bishounen ukulele.

As of yet, that is. Because you know what?

I have faith.

* Yes, every single one of those** is real, and I can provide citations if you want them, although they usually involve massive plot revelations.

** Okay, okay, no one's actually been the protagonist's Aunt Fanny.