by Motoro Mase, 218 pages Unable to deal with his work-related mood swings, Fujimoto's girlfriend dumps him over lunch. Hurt by her inability to understand what he's going through, he warns her to take care in her criticism of his job, as it could be taken as criticism of the system, which could get her killed. After this chilling and depressing encounter, he pulls himself together and delivers ikigami to the devoted girlfriend of a stressed-out, drug-addicted director-to-be and to a clumsy, kind, earnest nursing-home worker who's just gotten a grief-stricken resident to talk and remember that her legs still work. Although the reader is privy to more of the private lives and reactions of the recipients than is Fujimoto, he's not blind, either, and every interaction touches him, however subtly. In the process, the newly single Fujimoto finds himself impressed with a new therapist brought in to help comfort those about to die.
I think I'm pretty much guaranteed at least two bouts of tears per volume of this series. It's moving and sinister and human. And something is up with the pretty new shrink....
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