Can someone please explain the last few panels? I'm a little lost here.

Bit brash, kid. Could have waited a few days, at least.

In other words, sci-fi.

As long as sci-fi isn't being used as a pejorative, then sure.

Never. I actually do write sci-fi and fantasy stories in my spare time, I love the genre.

On the subject of sci-fi stories that make use of an alternative biology to explore sex and gender, have any of you folks read The Left Hand of Darkness?

Omegaverse is wild. When they talk about glands and stuff it feels like a scifi story.

While the ABO genre has been maligned by lots of folks for years as pointless and/or toxic smut (and, to be fair, a lot of it is), at its core, it is just a speculative fiction setting that, at its best, allows for an examination and even critique of sex and gender dynamics through a decidedly fantastic lens.

In other words, sci-fi.

Anyways as someone with many siblings I don’t understand how y’all romanticize incest so much. Yes I know it’s fictional. The only incest I’ll allow is step siblings that just met each other.

This particular story does not romanticize incest at all. On the contrary, it explicitly deals with how hard it is to feel attracted to a sibling. Because you cannot help who you feel attracted to. You can only control your actions.

Stories like these are super interesting (even some of the ones with actual incest, depending on how it's written). They allow us to get a different perspective about the world that we wouldn't have otherwise. It's the same reason why Nabokov wrote Lolita (although I haven't read that one so I can't tell if it's any good): to explore a difficult subject matter in a medium where it causes no harm to anyone.

Of course, that's considering the story doesn't actually romanticize these themes, in which case it may well cause harm (I will forever hate a few bdsm movies on Netflix for how much they romanticize abuse and other clear violations of consent). But it's not the case here.

I can't wait for her to do something stupid while Kaye is tutoring her and for Kaye to reflexively call her by her past life name and that's how they figure out that they've found each other.

Mild spoiler: It's gonna be better than that.

I'm so glad this concept got turned into a manga. It would have been a waste it it was relegated to just being some vTuber's backstory. Also, I can't help but feel like this would make for an excellent anime, provided it went to a studio that can do the fights well.

Maybe wait a few more chapters to see how it's going to pan out. I can picture this as an anime, the blend of angst and comedy is quite nice, but I can't really see where the story's gonna head after the next couple of chapters. I'm cautiously optimistic.

This was a surprisingly sweet read. It's a really heavy subject matter and I like how it's depicted here. Wasn't expecting it at all. I loved every chapter so far.

Ouch, my heart

Just found this out, read it here, became obsessed, went to tapas, then when I couldn't pay I looked up a different free version, and when that was over I found a website with automatic translations of the latest chapters, until that too was over. I just went through four layers of increasingly worse translations until I was basically guessing what was said in the speech bubbles. And I am still obsessed.

This entire chapter made me feel like going to the library, picking a book and reading all day at a park. Too bad I'm a grown ass adult with a job and it's the dead of winter where I live :(

Shouldn't be prohibitive so long as you pick a weekend/day off and find a suitable replacement for the park (reading at the library itself is okay, cafes are nice too, and if you're lucky you can find something like a greenhouse or an indoors garden).

Lol at the volume 2 announcement when this manga has started 5 years ago.

Has it really been five years? I can't believe all that time has passed already

Has anyone ever heard of that particular superstition, or was that the April fool's joke?

Oh look, another story romanticizing jealousy. sigh

Jealousy is a real thing that is really usually attached to love. Letting it rule you is bad, using it as an excuse to treat someone badly is bad, but having it is just the way things are for most people. If you want your stories to pretend otherwise, you want your stories to be fake.

Re read chapter 1. MC's friend is like "if you're not jealous of him then that means you don't really love him, when you find your destined person you're defs gonna get jealous of them." and that's never questioned, it's just accepted as is.

That's romanticizing jealousy, i.e. treating it as something good and expected, or even as a requirement for love, instead of what it actually is (a manifestation of insecurity, whether warranted or not).

I love stories about jealous characters, I like my characters to have flaws and problems, I just don't care for the way jealousy is portrayed as a good thing in chapter one.

Oh look, another story romanticizing jealousy. sigh

That aside, this really is very good. Complex adult yuri stories like this one are few and far apart. I love it so far.

We're reaching useless lesbian levels previously thought impossible!

Useless lesbianism is now at 104% the speed of light. Causality has been broken. The concept of time no longer applies. New physics spiral out of every corner. Would someone please get those two idiots to talk to each other?

1000 yuan for a bath and to let her sleep? Is she implying that they went to a hotel or is running water really that expensive in China?

It showed aunt trilobites, because aunt is interested in trilobites.
It showed Furuka clams, because Furuka is interested in clams.

Our monster is a no-face.

This has gone from "sea monster teenage romance" to "ghost helping a paleontologist" and honestly I don't even mind.

Go, stab him with your kebab skewer.

Dawwww

I'd like to see this one being made into anime.

Autistic protagonist + yuri + doomsday references = automatic fave.

I figured out my own formula a long time ago.

And yes I have read Qualia the Purple.

The Qualia of Purple is super good. I love how they use the quantum mechanics concepts in an intelligent way, even if it's super extrapolated. Other sci-fi series should learn from that (marvel, take notes).

Also, we need more sci-fi yuri.

What a great ending. Also wow I can't believe it's been four years.

Edit: oh right, I guess the reason it feels like time just vanished was because we all lost two years to the pandemic. I sort of blocked out 2020 and most of 2021.

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After figuring out about myself, I contacted LGBT in my area (still 4 letters in that time) to ask for some directions. And received very transphobic and unhelpful answer from some guy who continued to use wrong pronounces after all I said clearly in my mail.
I felt terrible seeing that someone who should be my people closed the door to me. I thought: "OK, I'm on my own now. I'll go my way without any support of others!"

My "parents" also did not support me. Someone of them poisoned my food after seeing that I won't give up under their pressures.
After (some kind of) divorce I was living in my city one year with my kids, taking care of them alone, "parents" bought house in some village and allure me to come to live with them. Little did I know that it was a trap to suffocate my transition in perfidious ways.
After poisoning (7 years ago), I realized it would be smarter to keep it for myself, stay where I know my enemy, than go somewhere where my enemy could be anyone.
(especially when you are trans person, already marginalized and discarded by society, what can you do when your word already means nothing? To whom to speak and how to prove, being alive, that someone killed me? Anyone would take me as an insane person)

I moved in some two-rooms storage next door, in very bad condition.
There was no water for 2,5 years, damaged walls, only outer roof.
I had to leave every luxury to keep my life safe.
I was living in inhuman conditions, appalled for months, almost speechless. Probably with some terrible PTSD (my body passed through the most terrible distress of dying), and I passed through all it by myself.
After recovering, I started to work on that place, and turned it slowly in very comfortable place for living.
I fixed walls, made new door with my own hands, some window too, got water after 2,5 years, air con, etc.
All those handy works without previous experiences.
I worked on myself in same time, without having any friends or real supporters.

For me, the most important thing was taking my life in my own hands.
Yeah, I became poor, so what? Better poor and still alive than rich and dead. When I'm alive I can work on everything to change my situation.
I saw that I'm actually very capable to overcome anything what life throws in my face, and my self respect grew a lot.
It was like living in very much war-like conditions, but for me it all was connected with my personal growth. I was someone sheltered and maybe a little bit spoiled, constantly obstructed by others to grow.
New reality gave me a chance to discover real me, to see that I'm capable to do life-changing things while having just a little.
I don't just look like some trans man who is transforming by hormones, I'm becoming visible for who I am inside.

Now I think, if I'm still here after all, maybe there is some reason why I'm here now and not buried under the ground? Maybe some day I could do something to change the world?
I'm smart enough to find my own way and contribute.

I'm very thankful to you and all the others who are fighting in your own way for the same goal as me. I'm strong individual who finds my own ways, so, however strange I am, please let me do it my way.
We'll meet "somewhere in the middle"

I hate that all of this had to happen to you. Thank you for sharing your story.

I had a habit to buy beer cans, trying to drink as usually, but when I noticed that I'm throwing out almost full cans day by day, I just stopped to buy them to save my money

"Throwing out", I meant throwing away, throwing in garbage almost full cans of beer, not vomiting (because I could not drink them, it was just some habit of buying what I knew I needed before)

Oh, that was correct already. "throwing out" and "throwing away" are more or less the same thing. Vomiting is "throwing up". Phrasal verbs are a bit of a pain for people learning english as a second language, aren't they?