you ever think about all these nasu mage kids inhabiting huge, intimidating, foreign-style mansions in which they carve out a precarious, temporary, probably doomed, and yet precious daily life, always threatened by some inhuman force of lineage and tradition?

you ever think about the experience of trying to inhabit a way of life or a culture different from the one you are expected to have? you ever feel out of place? you ever tell lies to protect other people's feelings? your own?

of course not. me neither.