Sayaka Murata come here to make a point, and make a point she DID. I literally don't know how to review this book. Read this if you want an interesting take on how we ostracize people who don't fit in with our perceived culture, and how that othering can truly fuck someone up for their entire life. Between this and Convenience Store Woman, I think I have a preeeeetty good idea of what Murata thinks about Japanese culture as a whole.