The Cornered Mouse Dreams Of Cheese Manga

Okay, Let's Talk About That Mouse and the Cheese

Confession time: I have thoughts. Thoughts about The Cornered Mouse Dreams Of Cheese. Big thoughts. Maybe even...unpopular thoughts.

Everyone raves about it. Praises the "complex characters." Cries over the angst. Me? I mostly just think about cheese.

First, Let's Address the Elephant (or Mouse) in the Room

The premise is simple. A straight guy, Kyouichi, gets confessed to by a male college classmate, Wataru. Drama ensues.

We're supposed to feel bad for everyone, right? But honestly? I spent more time wondering what kind of cheese Wataru would offer if he actually won. Cheddar? Brie? A fancy cheese board?

Don't judge me! I'm a foodie. And the title practically begs for it.

Angst? Or Just...Inconvenience?

I get it. Kyouichi is confused. He's straight (allegedly). Wataru's feelings are, like, a lot to handle. Cue dramatic stares and internal monologues.

But sometimes, I felt like Kyouichi was more annoyed than anything. Like finding a parking ticket on your windshield. "Ugh, this again?"

Maybe that's just me being cynical. I'll admit, some scenes tugged at my heartstrings. But then I'd remember the cheese...and the moment was lost.

Unpopular Opinion: Wataru Needs Better Taste (In Cheese, and People)

Look, Wataru is clearly devoted. He's patient. He's got that whole brooding artist vibe going on. But his taste in men? Questionable.

Kyouichi is... complicated. That's putting it mildly. I wouldn't offer him my best Camembert, that's for sure. It'd be wasted.

I'm just saying, Wataru, there are other fish in the sea. And other cheeses in the deli. Explore your options!

The Real Victim: Untapped Cheese Potential

Think about it! The metaphors are endless. The sharp cheddar of a cutting remark. The smooth brie of affection. The stinky limburger of denial!

This manga had the potential to be a cheesy masterpiece. (Pun intended, obviously.) Imagine panel after panel of exquisite cheese descriptions. Dreams made of dairy!

Alas, it was not to be. We got angst instead of asiago. Tears instead of Tillamook.

In Conclusion: I Blame the Cheese (Or Lack Thereof)

Maybe I'm being unfair. Maybe I'm missing some deeper, profound message. Maybe I just really, really like cheese.

But I maintain my position. The Cornered Mouse Dreams Of Cheese could have been so much more. So much cheesier.

And frankly? It's a crime against fromage.

So next time you're reading this manga, spare a thought for the cheese. The cheese that could have been. The cheese that never was.

And maybe, just maybe, bring a snack.