Nisekoi. I’m going to assume you’ve read it, but if you haven’t, just go read it. Right now. Don’t worry, I’ll wait. Done? Ok.
Nisekoi just ended, and me being the lucky bastard I am, only started reading it a few days ago, so I didn’t have to suffer through waiting for chapters to come out. After finishing it, I couldn’t believe it ended. Some people might say things about it being cliche or cheesy, but it was really just amazing for me. I like cliche and cheesy stuff, even in movies and shows.
The character development was intriguing and funny, and I learned so much about the characters even though I didn’t realize it until the end. The romantic side of the story didn’t really develop until after chapter 180 or so, and suddenly it sped up, and hit me like a train. I was always on team Onodera, and when Raku admitted to himself that he liked Chitoge, it was like getting hit by a really slow moving train but not being able to move out of the way. It built up, and I had no choice but to keep on reading. I realized, just like Raku, I started liking Chitoge as a character too, and I decided: “I’m not going to be sad, no matter who he chooses.” But then, I almost cried when he rejected every other girl in the story, so that promise didn’t work out so well.
The same happened with Marika. I didn’t like how the author portrayed her as that generic, clingy sick girl, but somehow, I got attached, and when Raku rejected her? I was really sad. Like, really sad. Her character suddenly got so much more interesting during the last few dozen chapters, and I suddenly was like: “Why can’t he just build a harem?” I just liked the story and characters so much, I got that sort of: “Wow, I wish the story would continue on forever” vibe. You know, when you read a good book, and the main character avenges his parents, or gets with his/her significant other, and you’re just kind of like, “Was that it?” You want the story to continue on, with their children’s stories, their friend’s stories, and whichever minor character in the book, just to get more of it.
This story was like that. I wanted it to go on forever, until I found something that would captivate me just as much. I even wanted to write my own novel, something similar with a similar theme. I planned it out while on the bus, and I was like, “Wow, I feel like I might write something good this time!” But nonetheless, this story is and will always be one of my favourites, one that I will either keep to myself or share it with anyone that listens. I want to reread it too, but I feel like it wouldn’t have the same effect on me as the first time, just like your first crush or role model. You look at the story in a different way if you read it again, one that tries too hard to recreate the same good feelings you had the first time.
Hey, at least talk about the ending, you say. Well, I guess this is a blog about endings, so we’ll finish off with my thoughts on the end. The end, wasn’t just the last chapter. I was at least 5 chapters in length, and it built up in a way that almost killed me. From Raku’s realization of his love for both girls, to the final confession, I had a box of tissues next to me in case I really burst out in tears.
Onodera’s fate as the girl that got rejected had me pause for a few minutes, and gather my courage to read the last few pages. Onodera just kind of got kicked aside and was never focused on as much in the story anyways, even though she was the one when they were kids, and that she was the one Raku had technically know the longest. I guess I always knew that Chitoge would be the chosen one, because that’s the cliche. The tsundere always gets chosen. But despite that, I was cheering for Onodera until the end. The last pages of the a few years later bit with Onodera baking the wedding cake really got to me, and I thought, “Holy crap. Are you asking the girl you rejected to bake you a wedding cake?” If I was her, I would probably still have been salty/miserable about the rejection even years later. I guess it’s a good thing I’m not a girl then. Anyways, the ending just felt really unsatisfying and utter bull to me, even though it was expected and made so much sense in afterthought. I don’t really know what else to say, so I’m going to end it here.
Maybe one day I’ll find someone that enjoys this novel just as much as me, and we can reread it together, and have a laugh about how emotional I was. For now though, I’ll continue to be sad about the ending and try to get engaged in some other book to distract me. I think this will always be one of my favourite manga of all time, and will always have a special place in my heart. I haven’t actually read any other manga that moved nearly as much as this did, and I don’t know if I’ll ever find one as touching and as emotional as this one ever again. Hopefully I will, but who knows.
Goodbye, Nisekoi. I’ll miss you.