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A Spring-Colored Mystery of Love, Amnesia & Self-Discovery
So, I binged Kururi: Dare ga Watashi to Koi wo Shita? and honestly? What a ride. Think pastel flowers, sunshine vibes, and an identity crisis wrapped up in a sparkly bow of romance and mystery. It’s like your favorite cup of sakura latte—with a splash of “Wait, who am I dating again?”
We’ve got our leading lady, Ogata Makoto, who wakes up with zero memories, a man’s ring in her bag, and three men orbiting around her like confused but charming satellites. There's Kotaro the florist ex (calm, plant dad vibes), Asahi the co-worker buddy (dependable, might cry if you call him “just a friend”), and Ritsu, the younger “fell-for-you-at-first-sight” wild card who screams chaos but actually has feelings (and secrets!).
Plot twist? She was dating Ritsu before the accident, but he hits reset like it’s a Nintendo game. Meanwhile, Makoto’s over here not only trying to figure out who her mystery fiancé is—but also who she is now. Cue personal growth, glittery self-discovery, and a wardrobe transformation from “office drone” to “happy jewelry elf.”
And speaking of transformations, can we TALK about Kae?! Best neighbor ever. Manga artist turned café goddess, her latte art alone deserves its own drama. She supports Makoto like a queen, brings genuine friendship to the table, and makes you want to move in next door.
Let’s not forget the rest of the cast: Anri the jewelry whisperer, Hayase (who lowkey stole a few hearts), and little Mio, the cutest child to ever exist in a drama—period.
As for the love triangle...square? Pentagon? Anyway, it was surprisingly wholesome. Each guy brought something unique to the table. No one was villainized (even when Ritsu had suspicious stalker energy for a hot second), and Kotaro winning the “endgame” badge felt earned. Mature, respectful, and flower-powered—he’s the safe space Makoto didn’t know she needed.
Bonus points for the bromance that bloomed between Asahi and Ritsu. From rivals to trauma buddies—now that’s character development!
In the end, Kururi wasn’t just about finding a man—it was about finding yourself, discovering new dreams, and saying yes to the “useless” things that actually bring you joy. Who knew amnesia could be this healing?
We’ve got our leading lady, Ogata Makoto, who wakes up with zero memories, a man’s ring in her bag, and three men orbiting around her like confused but charming satellites. There's Kotaro the florist ex (calm, plant dad vibes), Asahi the co-worker buddy (dependable, might cry if you call him “just a friend”), and Ritsu, the younger “fell-for-you-at-first-sight” wild card who screams chaos but actually has feelings (and secrets!).
Plot twist? She was dating Ritsu before the accident, but he hits reset like it’s a Nintendo game. Meanwhile, Makoto’s over here not only trying to figure out who her mystery fiancé is—but also who she is now. Cue personal growth, glittery self-discovery, and a wardrobe transformation from “office drone” to “happy jewelry elf.”
And speaking of transformations, can we TALK about Kae?! Best neighbor ever. Manga artist turned café goddess, her latte art alone deserves its own drama. She supports Makoto like a queen, brings genuine friendship to the table, and makes you want to move in next door.
Let’s not forget the rest of the cast: Anri the jewelry whisperer, Hayase (who lowkey stole a few hearts), and little Mio, the cutest child to ever exist in a drama—period.
As for the love triangle...square? Pentagon? Anyway, it was surprisingly wholesome. Each guy brought something unique to the table. No one was villainized (even when Ritsu had suspicious stalker energy for a hot second), and Kotaro winning the “endgame” badge felt earned. Mature, respectful, and flower-powered—he’s the safe space Makoto didn’t know she needed.
Bonus points for the bromance that bloomed between Asahi and Ritsu. From rivals to trauma buddies—now that’s character development!
In the end, Kururi wasn’t just about finding a man—it was about finding yourself, discovering new dreams, and saying yes to the “useless” things that actually bring you joy. Who knew amnesia could be this healing?
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