I don't even usually like that shady medicine-dealer; yet Onikobe Rin has (as always) managed to draw out almost everything I like. Well except some of his unique fetishes, but w/e.
It is my life goal to see the Takarazuka Revue before I die. And when I do, I shall probably die of a heart attack after flailing around at random and foaming at the mouth in unadultered joy.
Those mischievous eyes! Those sleepless circles! The color palette! Be still, my heart!