#Thank you Miura-chan for making me read viscerally upsetting 70's shoujo.

[literally-1894]

I keep thinking about this one splash page which the fantranslators of the Kaze To Ki No Uta translation I read would have inserted at the beginnings of volumes. Kaze To Ki No Uta is a manga which I could best compare to being stabbed in the chest repeatedly by Aubrey Beardslay and Thomas Mann while being yelled at and degraded for eight volumes or so. It's not "literary-pornographic", so much as "literary-obscene". It's effect is similar to the Marquis de Sade, in how Sade wrote his pornographic works to be so completely monomaniacally perverse, so obsessively, compulsively so, and so deeply immersed in the farthest, most homicidal forms of perversion that nobody at all could read his works as scintillating, and yet the people who translated Kaze To Ki No Uta thought of it as this:

This is the kind of manga which should be guarded by men with guns from the average hentai or fujoshi, and yet here we are.