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from overseas, it can be difficult to accept that comiket is a physical gathering when most of our contact with it is limited to the spoils that end up scanned, or more recently, ripped from digital storefronts. if you are more plugged into the japanese artist starter pack, then you likely have some familiarity with how deeply comiket relies on physical logistics from the number of booth display setups that will flood your timelines on event days. as the battle hymn does go, everyone is a participant at comiket. lottery applications must be distributed and processed so booth space can be assigned. masking tape surveying must be exact so there is a clear origin point for the grid of tables that will fill those spaces. circles must arrange for timely delivery of books and navigate line management as they process cash transactions or bumble with monacoin, all while respecting that tablecloths can exceed no more than five centimeters of droopage. attendees outside of this early entry class, however, can generally remain focused on the mission: sit on asphalt parking lots and do your very best not to die out on the battlefield.

while attendance has transformed rather dramatically in recent years, most people determined to attend comiket are generally not to be deterred by the extremes of weather, but will still find it colors the experience overall. comiket in its modern scheduling, starting from the harumi fairgrounds, established the pattern where you will once bake in the august heat and grimace against chilling winds in december each year. much the way event rules and guidelines have become studied documents, bracing for weather still ensnares small talk for even otaku. on 5ch, where humans once gathered, one thread collected predictions on what the weather for the upcoming C70 might be like. ignoring that the first reply questioned why the thread was made at all, or that such an open inquiry of expertise now would be saved for a kalshi bet, comiket’s online after reports stretching back to C60 do not shy away from qualifying themselves more as weather reports. a long-standing legend has held that the supernatural power of the otaku has always parted the clouds so that most days of comiket are sunny. in exchange for this power, C60 and seemingly every summer comiket report beyond has lead with a note about another scorching heat wave and how many attendees required first aid from heat stroke that year. if there is any doubt about the wallop punched by a tokyo summer, pulling down daily records from meteostat confirms that you should expect summer comiket to crack 30°C and not uncommonly kiss 35°C or higher.

despite the usual otaku irreverance, comiket’s attention to heat and health in after reports is a responsibility that is typical of how much the preparatory committee does till their history. while the beats specific to each comiket can blur before they are even discarded, C42 is still colloquially recognized as the “genocide comiket” from the hundreds of attendees that year requiring attention from heat stroke due to long entry queues. although most people will consider the gamera dome most iconic to the harumi fairgrounds, which comiket would continue to expand its use of as it grew during this era, most of these incidents were concentrated to the second floor of the lesser thought of new hall. with poor ventilation and unusually clear skies this event period thanks to a typhoon that had veered off course from tokyo, new hall’s second floor was tropical enough that oxygen tanks were prepared beforehand and the tatami room with the best AC was reserved only to help people get just well enough to walk out upright.

the conditions in new hall should not have been a surprise to veterans by this point. although it lacks a grand title, or in some cases is even complicated as being the original genocide comiket, C34’s extreme heat as it returned to the harumi fairgrounds made sure that the second floor was called out directly in comiket’s official chronology. in tall tales of combat regaled by veterans, C34 would be the first time that a cloud of visible condensation could be seen hanging over the crowds, with C42 sighting the phenomenon after. by the C43 catalog, all of this mythos had calcified into the comiket cloud (コミケ雲) being a rare weather event, not unlike thundersnow, that had to be seen to be believed. in the sweaty fog of war, there is always uncertainty about the death toll of fallen soldiers that were dumped into tokyo bay. generations onwards, when the memory of your sweat mixing with blood has taken on the cloud instead, the suffering will instead be commemorated with a confectionary that recognizes a golden jubilee of lining up early for captain tsubasa comics.

without access to a full archive of comiket’s earlier catalogs, and because comiket’s online after reports beginning inside big sight do so often emphasize extreme heat, aligning the data does give sense of the actual sweats outside of the drumbeat. initial reports like C62’s emphasized that the early years of big sight were graced by cloudy weather, with the fact that heat being the biggest problem that year suggested there were no other major issues to mention. C64 again skirted a typhoon and brought milder temperatures, but only because a full slate of rainy days was, to the color of this after report and the abridged description in the chronology, the worst weather in comiket’s history. the color almost certainly has as much to do with not wanting to be wet dogs as it does with scrambling to find blankets and hot drinks, absent the summer heat you had prepared for by stockpiling cooling pads. the diversion of rations was probably missed by C67, when the first day dumped enough snow to shift delivery schedules to a rainy day pattern and threatened to strand attendees arriving by the yurikamome and rinkai lines¹.

comiket inside this century should be qualified as a mature event. with an old guard that values the heritage, the ability to adapt to the suite of pressures squeezing comiket is what has most enabled its longevity. C72 reminded staff that an incredibly hot summer was still possible at big sight by giving a truck heat stroke, but it also exhibits many of the lessons that were learned inside C42 by it being cited directly in this report. anticipating a heat wave, coupled with an ongoing moe boom that was quickly establishing big sight with a burgeoning seichi, first aid moved into a space double its usual size and a paid rest area was established for the first time to accommodate still one of comiket’s largest surges in attendance. C84 found itself in the middle of a heat wave that swept record highs and death counts across japan, along with the peak of a new posting heat dome that brought with it a new opportunity to bitch in the heat alongside the usual diary entries and blog posts. sustaining highs above 40°C each day, a regular customary reading from one outlet was able to record an unfathomable 43°C from the rooftop exhibition era. inside, the ghost of harumi’s past returned and photographic evidence of a comiket cloud was captured for the first time. first aid areas again overflowed. a few iterations later and a venue change wiser, however, staff had now buttoned up emergency procedures: besides the addition of even more drink trucks in the east parking lot and more cooling mist fans throughout corridors, first aid could be reallocated to staff waiting rooms. C84, despite any gripes of the otaku sweating out their shirts and potentially thousands of the fallen, reportedly ended with fewer hospitalization incidents than C42. today, it can mostly be feigned glibly as a battle scar, or evaporate and condense again in the media cycle as a soft science.

touring comiket over a weather log may be an admittedly narrow attention, with the chart being no less immune to asterisks and daggers. much as the sun will come up to sweat you tomorrow morning, the regularness of the heartbeat is useful for an event capturing so many different heartbeats, particularly as I could anchor it from the many times I have consulted after reports. comiket is still cherished to this minutiae, logged to metadata so that genre code lovers can accelerate the perpetual motion of contents panics and smears. while it has not yet receded to a counterculture where doujinshi is not the backbone of multi-national companies, comiket has undergone tremendous internal and external pressures, though perhaps with no more of a vocal critique that it is outmoded than since its covid shakeups. physical books do not enjoy the benefit of other analog booms when paper is heavy to any download. broadcast anime run for shorter lengths compromised to a single cour and earn less fixation as they are rotated for a new seasonal harvest. wall circles have abandoned event distribution to enjoy far greater spoils, without the nag of non-profit celibacy or being confined to a strict medium, from fielding skeb requests or by selling goods on booth. as female-oriented genres still flee into regional events, leaving a remaining core of coagulating male genres and aging participants, it is also more fair to judge that doujinshi is being decoupled from a large tent like comiket so that it can sprout events that better match the contents fauna of online creatives. many of the adaptations comiket has taken on to ensure its survival, caught between the miyazaki murders and being kicked from the messe, are entirely vestigial to these new realities. if you can arrive at asking why circles for male-oriented genres are typically scheduled to the last day, it may or may not be surprising to discover that it is a defacto policy of the preparatory committee to not negatively impact circles and attendees on the preceding days.

comiket, as it has always competed for turf, still reserves agency in how it can navigate unprecedented shifts. some of the question marks it must now confront, like a generative AI crowding out other expressions, may one day (not quite today) require a stronger arm of restrictions than its current ethos clings to. others are a trickle that have now built into cascading shutdowns of specialist print shops², disrupted by online festivals that never end. comiket may be famous for its flexibility given the circumstances, but the choice to adapt on these questions would likely be a worse poison than allowing itself to fade away with pride. the smaller touches it does tweak like cooling fans and rest areas, or bombshells like ticketed entry, are still not without their worth in nudging against force majeure. smaller satellite events with less weight to throw around when confronting these pressures should hopefully realize that comiket may currently take on their effects more often, but it is also more likely to absorb the blows on a longer term where it survives because of its sheer size.

comiket’s after reports, from which it is possible to sift passion from procedure, were all written by yonezawa yoshihiro, one of comiket’s co-founders, until his death in 2006³. twenty years on, it is not entirely challenging to imagine how he may have thought of the retreat of large-scale doujinshi into more insular crowdfunding and satellite events when the discontinuation of manga magazines like COM in the 70s had pushed experimental manga underground. yoshihiro was not able to steward comiket through the moe boom that gave it new global profile, and yet the continuity of the after reports that have succeeded him have not broken on cadence or tone. the institutional memory, much as I try to parse the aliases of legends that steered it in its infancy from retellings of retellings in online accounts, remains with the rank and file comiket participants that carry his legacy. each report, invariably, will still have small talk to say about the weather and the way the winds are blowing. the struggle for survival on this battlefield, in the new theater of the attention economy, should still brace to one day crawl through deployment in a new sweat of war.