On some level, I do admire the zany art with characters who seem 10 feet tall looming over regular folk and buckets of blood splashing over every fight scene, but reading this is getting to be a chore, especially when the characters go all in on sexism shortly after the story introduced what was supposed to be a strong female lead.

The majority of this book is a tediously long hostage situation with increasingly ridiculous, over-the-top developments.

In theory the next volume may actually have an opponent who stands a slight chance against the invincible Kenshiro, but I highly doubt it. This goes on for another fifteen volumes? Not sure I have any more patience for it, but I might dip my toe in again just to admire that wacky art. ( )