Then the village festival happens.
It is brilliantly written, beautifully illustrated, and impeccably scored. It is also a harrowing, nihilistic ordeal designed to make you feel dirty for participating.
The horror is not the Hakudaku (the fluid). The horror is the Helter Skelter (the chaos). Realizing that no matter how smart you think you are, a mob of smiling farmers with a 400-year-old tradition will always break you. Helter Skelter Hakudaku no Mura is not a game. It is a descent.
