This was a great volume. What I think I’m starting to appreciate most about this series is, while it has its fantastical elements and the author loves writing in metaphors and one-liners, the topics it ends up addressing are so universal. Sure, there may be a character who was saved by the season god’s incarnate, but the true core to her story is the isolation and frustration she feels at feeling she is both overly reliant and constantly living in her sister’s shadow. The middle chapter with Ruri grappling with her and Ayame’s new reality was beautifully written, and the twist at the end of that chapter had me audibly gasping. The prose and characters are just so lush, and I feel so engrossed and captivated as I read about them, even as the paragraphs run circles around their incessant ponderings. I’m definitely looking forward to the next volume and conclusion of this arc.