From Anime to the Eucharist
Last year, I watched an anime that left a deep impression on me. It's called 蛍火の杜へ (Sorry, I'm practicing Kanji: In Romaji it's Hotarubi no mori e , translated as "Into the Forest of Fireflies' Light" in English.) In one scene, this anime was able to mix the feelings of shock, happiness, and anguish all at the same moment. It left such a strong impact on me that I was left thinking about it for several days. To those of you who already saw the anime, I think you know what scene I am referring to. To the others who have not yet seen the anime, please watch it first (or read the plot summar y here), then come back and read the rest of this post. I won't tell you how it happened so as not to give a spoiler. Alright, are you sure you've seen the anime or read its plot? Well then, read on. Hotarubi no mori e told about how love developed between a young girl named Hotaru (which means firefly in Japanese), and Gin, a human who was raised