When I read Hikaru no Go for the first time (about 7 years ago, I think), I hated Ochi with a passion only to be rivaled by my hatred for a certain Rolling Stones song (Paint it Black if you must know).
In the following years, whenever I returned to HikaGo, I gleefully allowed my hatred to fester and grow. After all, I firmly believe in hating a few
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