Season one warms your heart like that snuggly sweater on a chilly night. But season two? More like accidentally dyeing your whites pink. Minato's sudden cold feet with Shin? Imagine realizing you've been using fabric softener instead of detergent all along. And oh, the selective amnesia? Must've been left behind with those missing socks. A tip: Before diving into season two, maybe keep those emotional delicates in a protective mesh bag!

If you’re into those acquired taste kind of characters, give Minato a whirl. But me? Watching him was like enduring a never-ending spin cycle!