Trapped in a snowy forest, with no food and no means to contact civilization that won’t land them in jail. With tensions flaring, it’s only a matter of time before Anna snaps and cracks open Kazuki’s skull, savoring her grey matter while exclaiming “How delicious! As is to be expected from a descendent of Galileo!” Maybe Picco Rosso fell victim to this same ignoble fate off-screen, Hozuki sobbing hysterically as her sisters and Anna picked him clean. Or maybe they’ll get rescued by sky pirates, and my Galilei Donna cannibalism fic will have to wait for another, more fortuitous day where they’ve been more than just a few hours without food.
The flared tensions part of the last paragraph is true, at least where Kazuki is concerned. Out of the three sisters, she’s been the one with the least amount of screen-time, with it spent either moping or kicking the shit out of fat police chiefs. It’s here that we finally see her true colors begin to coalesce into a living, breathing personality brimming with nuance—that nuance being more moping. Granted, she does have a good reason; I’d certainly feel emasculated if my younger sibling had put together machinery capable of holding off a city’s entire police force.
The development itself is kind of forced, with Anna continuously prodding with phrases similar to “Oh my god your younger sister’s amazing. She built all this at her tender age, proving herself a genius worth of inheriting Galileo’s legacy.” It’s a clumsy way to highlight Kazuki’s envy of Hozuki, and the comparative lack of direction that she feels in her life. Kazuki isn’t badly written, but the series is trying to make her interesting in ways that don’t achieve the desired result. When your competition is a little girl who designs military-grade hardware and a law student perpetually in her cups, breaking adorable goldfish plates isn’t anywhere near as interesting. Though I guess effort is made to equate the smell of oil with her own burning envy for her sister, which is certainly an interesting way of going about conveying her insecurities. Not any less clumsy, but certainly interesting.
But really, as long as Galilei Donna is fun, it can be as ham-handed with its character development as it wants to be. And it is still pretty damn fun, even in its calmer moments. I really like the dopey turn that the series is taking when hinting at Galileo’s inheritance. It’s a bit silly that Galileo of all people would use music to encode a clue, given that he wasn’t a terribly notable musician, but it’s a fun way of throwing tidbits of trivia at the audience, without devolving into ceaseless exposition.
Unfortunately, the connection to Galileo ensures that the sisters will be expoloited between different parties as either hostages, or living, breathing dowsing rods. They’ll eventually have to set off on their own if they want to reunite with their (still living) parents, unless the reemerged sky pirates decide to be decent human beings. I guess either way beats being captured by the one-dimensional, compulsive crane-folder.