Review: Welcome to the N.H.K., Vol. 1
originally written for and posted on Comicsnob.com [Dec ’06 – May ’08]

Welcome to the N.H.K., Vol. 1
Published by: Tokyopop
Writer: Tatsuniko Takimogo
Artist: Kendi Oiwa
192 (172) pages.
Original Language: Japanese
Orientation: Right to left
Vintage: 2004. US edition October 2006.
English Translation: Katherine Schilling
Adaptation: Zachery Rau
Retouch & Lettering: Chris Moore & Corey Whitfield
Cover Design: Al-Insan Lashley
Editor: Alexis Kirsch
Publisher’s Rating: Mature, ages 18+
Rating: 0 out of 5
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Premise: Tatsuhiro Satou is a hikikomori, a shut-in who has voluntarily retreated from the rest of the world, spending all of his days alone in his shabby, single-guy apartment. Something threatens to shake him from his self-imposed seclusion, and he resists like they’re trying to pull his eye-teeth…
Synopsis:
Chapter 1 gives us a quick overview of the sad phenomenon of hikikomori as demonstrated by our main character: unemployed college drop-out Satou hasn’t gone further than the corner convenience store for more than 4 years.
The first people he’s talked to in close to a year are the hapless missionaries who happen to knock on his door. One of the two who come to his door is a pretty young girl. Satou can’t really handle it and the rest of the encounter, needless to say, doesn’t go well at all.
Already depressed over his own condition and seeming inability to do anything to pull himself out of this state, Satou slides even further into hell. He does some drugs, and after a brief conversation with his household appliances (who of course tell him it’s all due to an evil conspiracy) and the realization that both his savings and his parents’ charity are about to give out, he comes to the momentous decision to get a part-time job. …at a manga café, of course (kind of a cross between a coffee shop and a comic reading room) because even with the determination to do something about his pathetic lot, he’s still a loser fanboy.
Satou marches off to apply for a job only to meet, behind the counter at the café, the same girl who had been going door to door with her aunt, the missionary. The same girl in front of whom Satou had lost it the day before. He loses it again.
Now he’s broke, soon to be starving, depressed, embarrassed, and suicidal. The only thing to save him from offing himself right that minute is that he manages to channel his rage toward the guy living upstairs, who’s been blasting anime theme songs all day. (that’d probably piss me off, too.) His urge to kill is instantly deflated when he discovers his upstairs neighbour is another shut-in, and a guy he knows from high school–an underclassman who used to look up to Satou.
Chapter one ends with a note from Misaki, the girl who came to his door the day before, the one who unknowingly short-circuited his brief attempt to find gainful employment. It’s an odd sort of proposal: she wants him to participate in an unspecified research project.
Things kind of go downhill from here, and by the end of the book we have seen Satou go from bad to perverted to worse, and we’re still not sure why Misaki has chosen Satou, or what the project is.
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Review:
Zero points. Any redeeming qualities are more than cancelled out by the craptastic content. Oh, so you don’t believe me? Our “hero”, the one we’re meant to root for? A shut-in who has completely rejected normal society.
Well maybe the comic is a story of redemption, bravely overcoming obstacles, etc. etc.
Nope.
After blowing the interview to become a part time wage slave, Satou’s idea for making money? Start up a porno-computer-game company with the other shut-in upstairs. His idea of research… I won’t mention, except that it would get him arrested in 47 of 50 US states. Yes. Arrested.
There is half a plot. There are events going on. And yet the main character is so hard to stomach most of us have tuned out by page 30. Almost all of us will stall at page 60 (or throw the book against the wall). Satou uses drugs. He’s a perv. He has no real interest in really coming out of his shell, unless there is a punishment or reward to consider.
To be fair, even the main character knows things are wrong, and the icky bits are not treated sympathetically. But… at the very nadir of his descent, he’s hiding in the bushes to photograph candid shots of grade school girls. Even with my thick skin and an honest attempt to understand this part of the overall Japanese mindset, I can’t start to defend that. Misaki, the enigmatic female lead, shrugs it off and says that just makes Satou an even better candidate for her project, but the fact that this is in the book still irritates me.
The writer, Tokimogo, is doing a decent job of setting up the story. There is a mystery to be solved. Odd things are happening in the background.
I just wish they were happening to someone else. Needless to say, I won’t be buying future volumes.















