Umireread: Legend of the Golden Witch - Chapter 10: The Six Chosen by the KeyĀ Ā
Sun, Oct 5 1986 - 6:00AM
The following contains spoilers for the entirety of Umineko. Please do not read if you are yet to finish it.
Iām so excited for this chapter, you have no idea.
Extremely funny mental image of Yasu going to Natsuhiās room, seeing the charm, then deciding āwell if sheās off the table then Iām killing that asshole who gave me night duty while he did his crosswordā. Of course, she probably had to kill Gohda to help avoid any incriminating testimony from her changing her assigned position last night, but itās still funny to think about.
Since the rest are the adults, itās easy to think about Gohda being an odd one out and the obvious replacement for Natsuhi, but given the above I wonder who the unfortunate backup was. Maybe Rosa? Or potentially one of either Rudolf or Kyrie, originally intending to only kill one of the adults per pair?
I love how Genji goes āSorry. The Telephones are downā then āBy the way Gohda is missingā, and completely neglects to mention that Natsuhiās door is coated in bloodstains. Just leave the most obvious detail as something for her to find out for herself, you know.
āNatsuhi had a pretty good ideaā is SUCH a funny line. Not even concerned by the horror movie trope, she already suspects which family member did it. I wonder who her mind immediately jumps to - although letās be real, itās probably Eva.
Eva tries to check on Kinzo and Natsuhi immediately shoots her down. Itās really funny how blatant the cover up is. Like, youāre unlikely to question it, since we keep getting fantasy scenes of Kinzo in his study, but it sure is there if you go looking for it.
Speaking of - the moment we see Kinzo in the office here, weāve accounted for 17 of our 18 (with 5 known missing). Good game Shannon, we have our six chosen by the key.
Natsuhi, alone in the study, worries about how much Eva is going to tear into her, and then immediately makes up a pep talk to make herself feel good. Iām telling you, these study scenes are a goldmine.
Yeah, Eva absolutely would have been the one to leave bloody scratch marks all over Natsuhiās door.
Here we go
HERE WE GO
ā¦Okay, you can have that one. Saying itās a sigh of relief right as they uncover the bodies is very cheeky, but the irony balances out how tense the scene is. Itās a breather for the reader as well.
We actually get a breather with the kids as well. Final moments of innocent Battler caught on tape.
Chills. Full chills.
And here it is.Ā
Allow me to indulge for a moment.
When I was a kid, my first anime was The Haruhi of Melancholy Suzumiya. I watched it through low-resolution fansubs that had been posted on a YouTube that was still in its youth, with each episode awkwardly split into three parts since you couldnāt upload videos longer than ten minutes. I probably watched that at an age that was slightly too young for it, but as a kid who only knew the world of animation through the veneer of kids cartoons and Matt Groening shows (except maybe that one time I watched Spirited Away when I was 5 - which also left a stark impression on me), it really opened my eyes to a world of new media that I hadnāt even conceived of before. I really wanted to see what else there was.
Anyway, my second anime was Higurashi no naku koro ni.
If I was slightly too young for Haruhi, I was definitely too young for Higurashi. But that was part of the appeal, I suppose - the prepubescent desire to cast away the shackles of childhood and prove your maturity. That youāve grown up. I legitimately remember 10 or 11 year old me showing a friend the scene of Rika stabbing herself in the head while going ālook at what Iām watching now! Look how mature I am!ā - admittedly, this was to a friend who had allegedly already seen all manner of films rated 15 or 18, so it arguably would have been relatively tame to them, and boasting about your maturity is undoubtedly the most immature thing a person can do.
While the initial appeal there was that Higurashi was āmatureā, it was still really interesting. There was good intrigue there, the plot had me hooked, and from start to finish it was a really good piece of media. Iām pretty sure my younger self saw the scene where the sound of gunshots are covered up by fireworks at the local festival and thought it was the smartest plot point in any piece of media ever. Anyway, a short while later, I heard that there was going to be a sequel anime to Higurashi - a new show, called Umineko.
Now, I had a fine time with the Umineko anime. I would have been 12-13 as it was airing - still eager to consume media I was too young for - and, with no bar for quality, I enjoyed it. There was cool gore! The mystery was exciting! The red truth was such a neat concept and the witch fights were badass! Sure, it may not have had as much of a lasting impact on me as Higurashi, but it was still good, right?
Well, it wasnāt good. In fact, pretty much all the anime reviews I saw for it were negative. There were still a few fools like myself who had enjoyed it, but there was one thing I kept seeing - a sentiment that was effectively universal. A simple statement.
āThe Visual Novel is so much better.ā
I held onto those words for a few years.
I donāt know what the instigator for it was, but somewhere down the line, I decided to act on it. I bought the original japanese version of Episodes 1-4 and 5-8 through what I believe was the old Witch Hunt site - quite possibly one of the dodgiest deals Iāve ever made, as anyone who procured Umineko back in the old days can attest to - and applied the fanmade english patch. The PS3 sprite mod looked so much better than the original sprites, so I installed that as well. And, 10 years ago, I started playing.
It was⦠fine. I wasnāt a huge fan of how the text covered the whole screen, rather than appearing in text boxes, like it did in the other VNs Iād played. I say that as if Iād actually played any VN other than Katawa Shoujo at that time. But, I remembered liking Umineko, so I pressed on. I pressed on through the boring introductions, through the boring discussions of the inheritance, waiting to get to the cool parts where Beatrice showed up and the magic fights started happening.
But then, we got to this scene.
There I was, sitting with my laptop on holiday, with my cheap earphones plugged in, as the cousins approached the gardening shed. As the adults told them not to get any closer. As they did so anyway.
What followed is some of the most unrelentingly raw reactions to a visceral scene like this that Iād ever seen in any piece of media, ever. This wasnāt the dulled impact that the anime had hit me with - this was a full, unfiltered, uncensored dive into the immutable affliction of being human. Theyāve got no faces - you could feel Battlerās unmitigated despair oozing from it all. These werenāt just characters reacting to a scene in a book. This was something more.
This was the moment that I fell in love with Umineko.
Perhaps I gave too much background to that statement - perhaps Iāve fallen afoot of the same criticisms I levied against the earlier parts of the tale for not getting to the point quicker. But that is the play-by-play of how, 10 years ago, this scene went straight for the jugular and bled me dry. This is where I knew I wasnāt just reading another version of that anime Iād seen the years prior, I was reading something special.
I would be remiss to say this is entirely down to the writing - a lot of this is also heavily driven by the blaring tones of goldenslaughterer. If Umineko was simply a series of 8 books, it wouldnāt have had the same effect on me as it has done for the past decade. If this scene wasnāt equipped with one of the most perfect aural accompaniments imaginable, I donāt think it would have stuck with me as much as it did. But the palpable emotion dripping from each word - the killer performances from each of the VAs (Jessicaās screams are INCREDIBLE) - and the musical storytelling doing just as much heavy lifting as the writing is⦠itās an inimitable experience. This is what everyone was telling me that I was missing out on back in the halcyon days of 2009. They were right.
Perhaps it was for the best that I did give it those few extra years, so that I could truly appreciate the masterwork being crafted before me. I canāt imagine even beginning to comprehend the themes or the mystery of this tale at age 13, when I scarcely did so at 17. But regardless of the what ifs, this is the path that led me to what I consider, with no exaggeration, a pivotal moment in my life. Itās hard to describe the emotions that were stirred as I approached this scene for the reread - if I had to approximate it, then it would be unbound excitement mixed with trepidation, a great interest in re-experiencing such an important scene tempered by a fear that it may not have been as good as I remembered.
Of course, it wasnāt going to hit me in the exact same way that it did the first time round - you cannot recreate the sensation of a sucker punch when you know that itās coming. But I can say, with certainty, that this scene was just as good as I remembered. That it still hit all the points that made me fall in love with the story originally.
I cannot wait to keep reading the rest.
Honestly, after what Iāve just said (and my feelings at large), it feels sacreligious to stop and dissect this scene. Itās something you want to just let play out, to absorb the experience - part of me wants to just skip straight to the end.
But still, Iād feel remiss not to mention Nanjoās acting here - he goes into doctor mode and then realises āwait, I need to be more emotionalā before dropping it immediately. One of those moments that doesnāt arouse suspicion on a first read but feels super blatant afterwards.
In for a penny, in for a pound. Hideyoshi looks and sounds so pained having to perpetuate the crucial lie over here. You can really feel the thoughts running through his head of ādo I expose it? Is it worth it?ā
AND THEN WE GET HIT WITH WORLD END. I cannot stress how much music matters to me and accentuates the experience; a sound novel utilised to the full extent of the medium can truly produce a story that no traditional paper novel ever can.
Phenomenal work from the VA here - they clearly got the memo that this is a panicked ānoā of not wanting the lie to be unveiled, rather than one of sincere desire to protect George. Again, you can still interpret it as the latter, so youāre unlikely to pick it up on a first read, but absolutely there on the reread.
Thereās an incredible parallel made here of George holding onto Shannonās smile, while Battler is doomed to remember the gored faces of his parents. Not only is this great by itself, itās yet another example of fantasy versus reality, with George being able to hold onto happy memories by being ignorant to the truth (even if that truth isnāt a real truth in this case).
āProved beyond doubtā, the narrative says, about the one body that we should doubt.
No commentary - this is just a great line and I wanted to highlight it.
And so all the associates chime in to cover it up.
I feel like itās fairly easy to miss how well Eva is taking the whole thing in this scene. Everyone else is traumatised, and sheās holding up remarkably well.
Interesting how itās the associates setting up the howdunnit as well! I suppose Yasu wants to make sure that element isnāt missed by the would-be detectives.
And so Umineko tells you to your face that this is the story about a serial killer who wants to be discovered. I suppose thereās already elements of that in the letter to solve the Epitaph, but itās really made explicit here.
Iām still riding the high of the first twilight. Iām not sure if thereās any other scene in Umineko that Iāll gush about to that extent, but I know thereās plenty of moments yet to come that wonāt fail to blow me away.
I know itās integral to the story, and it wouldnāt work otherwise, but I do have to say that the howdunnit hook adds so much to Umineko that wouldnāt be there otherwise. Some of my fondest memories from the first readthrough was trying to figure out how it was all done (without ever considering the scenes that were lying to us, oops). Iām really looking forward to going through that all again, with the lens of love.















