Sora erases both the mantle and the crust first, right? Then shouldn’t they have started plunging into the core as soon as he had done so? Maybe I’m missing something here…
Oh well, it’s just a fanservice-y anime, and boy, what a fanservice-y anime it is. The “real” moral of the episode is that the other races continue to underestimate Imanity, and as a result, this arrogance will lead to their downfall. Nevertheless, this is not a very deep or compelling message. At most, it’ll only take up like half the episode’s runtime. It doesn’t help much either that the jokes are about as sharp as a child blindly swinging a mallet. Well, I mean, you can only milk the “Stephanie is a dog” thing so much before it runs dry, so y’know, we’ve got to find some way to fill up the rest of the time. Ah, I know! Let’s just have tons of not-quite-explicit sexual imagery.
First up, Sora and Jibril rub each other’s erogenous zones. Of course, it’s not what you think, mm-hmm. Jibril just wants to make sure Sora is really from another world, uh-huh. Plus, seeing as how Jibril’s a Flugel, the girl is turned on by having her wings rubbed. And despite her vast love for knowledge, she ends up rubbing one of Sora’s nipples — under the shirt, mind you — but hey, we have to keep this PG-13. Still, you get to unnecessarily hear an anime character climax onscreen all just so that Sora could learn the term “spirit circuits.”
Second, the siblings and Jibril proceed to play a game of materialization shiritori. I won’t explain how shiritori works because you can just look it up; it’s a fairly simple game. The materialization gimmick merely makes things appear or disappear depending on whether or not said things currently exist. For example, Sora erases both the mantle and the crust by merely saying those words. When he then said “lithosphere,” which is a part of the planet that is comprised of both the crust and the upper mantle, both of the crust and the upper mantle should’ve reappeared… but hey, let’s not think too deeply on it! After all, we’re here to discuss the fanservice, aren’t we? So naturally, being the fanservice-y anime that No Game, No Life is, Sora rids the girls of all their clothes. Ah, but don’t worry! He makes sure to remove their private parts first, so we just get to see a bunch of naked, shiny mannequins.
Supposedly, this is all a distraction to help Sora discern a weakness in the Flugel. Still, it seems pretty dodgy to me. After all, Shiro’s like what? Twelve at most? And I’m supposed to believe that this is “[c]learly suitable for all-ages?” Yes, clearly the only thing that’s inappropriate about showing under-aged nudity is that the girl has nipples and a vagina. Otherwise, it is just perfectly clean fun. But even if you could some how remove Shiro from the story, I still have to ask how something like this can be sexy. Like I’ve said, they’re literally mannequins. Lingerie can be sexy because it teases the imagination. Here, I’m looking at featureless, plastic bodies attached to nascent, doe-eyed faces. It boggles the mind how this can even be considered effective fanservice.
In the end, Sora not only gets his library, but Jibril joins his ever-growing harem as well. But it’s fine! It turns out she’s been searching for a new master all along, so she’s more than happy to become a servant to some creepy perv who can’t be separated from his imouto for more than a second. As for Stephanie, the poor girl literally dies during the more serious portion of the game, but hey, she is brought back to life when it’s all said and done. Plus, Sora pats Stephanie on the head and thanks her for distracting all the crazy monsters they had summoned, which makes the girl blush profusely and forget all the humiliation she has been through. If anyone asks, you can just say she obviously asked for it. Perhaps the show should just instead be renamed No Harm, No Foul.
As usual, the siblings are invincible, the titillation literally lacks tits, the game isn’t clever enough, and Stephanie’s a dog. Most of all, however, I’m hard-pressed to say I’m watching a bunch of NEETs in action after six episodes. Our siblings are too capable, too smart, too sociable, too charismatic (to the characters in the universe), and ultimately too perfect. Sure, the siblings will cower every once in a while from the open air or the bright sun, but c’mon, that’s just paying lip service to the idea that these characters are NEETs. Ultimately, the show is not so much, “We’re flawed creatures in our ideal world,” but more, “NEETs are just awesome and superior compared to you 8-5 plebes” In the end, that feels disingenuous and, well, I spare you guys the dreaded P-word for now.