How to Become a Serial Killer illustrates the mind map of a tormented individual through a collage of bishōjo cut-outs and nuanced objects. It’s a narrative that rejects the notion of “home as safe haven”, and paints the domestic sphere as fertile ground for the confluence of desire, anguish and self-doubt. Here many preconceived qualities of the otaku and the house wife are superimposed: agoraphobic, neurotic, and often intensely preoccupied with one thing or another. The otaku obsessively collects images of bishōjo, and the house wife is immersed in knitting, crochet and embroidery. Here our protagonist’s private wishes are stripped bare, no discipline, no prohibition, just excessive labour and libido. The act of pinning copious articles onto the cork board becomes an attempt to simultaneously pierce and consolidate fantasies.