Wishbone this ain’t.
Impressions:
These “girls are anxious” things rarely work for me, and this isn’t one of the better ones. What if you were already doing the hobby you love, everybody was supportive and encouraging about it, you met a whole bunch of new people who were also extremely positive and encouraging. How could you possibly get up the courage to… continue doing the same thing as you were yesterday? That’s not a very engaging piece of dramatic character struggle. At least try and fail so there’s something to overcome before you start busting out changing entire weather patterns to symbolize her breaking free of her insecurity and doubt. When there’s nothing standing in the way, no consequences for failure, and everybody is cheering you on, there’s not much feeling of triumph for spending twenty minutes getting up the gumption to… again, continue doing what you were doing for the last few years instead of this sudden bout of insecurity where all you can do is stare blankly ahead for twenty minutes while a series of chirping teenage girls introduces themselves and announces how much they like you.
The activity itself is almost immaterial, though I have to admit that reading out loud to an audience is also not the most relatable thing, and it gets really weird when she’s raptly watching a broadcast television show about someone doing so to a live audience. Maybe for like Reading Rainbow, but imagine buying tickets for a live recording of an audio book. Like, we understand that stuff like drag story hour isn’t peoples’ actual jobs, right? Perhaps I’m just completely out of touch with rural Japanese broadcasts, but somehow, I expect it’s more that they just reached into the big bag of fringe hobbies and pulled out one randomly.
