In episode six [of Silver Spoon], Hachiken is asked to butcher an already-dead dear. He hesitates. It’s carcass is still warm, a sign that, until very recently, it was still alive. A wild, beautiful animal. Faced with that, I’m not sure I could do it, but Hachiken does. Coming to terms with our place in the animal kingdom, having respect for an animal’s life at the same time as taking it away, butchering it and then eating it, these are the very real, difficult decisions that may define a person’s will to live. Hachiken has already run away from his old life, is he going to run away from this new one, too? “What’d I do all day?” “Why am I here?” After a quick prayer, the knife goes in and the skin comes away. They eat it later that night over a barbecue, but Hachiken can’t seem to shake the smell of blood from his hands. It’s a delicious feast, but it’s hard to forget where it came from. You shouldn’t forget.