“Minako, have you been hiding that banjo just so you could make this joke?”

“MAYBE”

Nothing says “obsolete” quite like quite like having the word “obsolete” plastered behind you.

Like the last leaf of autumn, the jealousy subplot refuses to drop, even well after it has served its purpose.

“I thought I was immune to romance subplots! They were going to use my DNA to cure the others!”