Just to be clear, despite a crush so obvious it can be seen from space, Our Class President is not on the fast track to becoming Our Wacky Loner’s girlfriend. That role is reserved for a Very Special Native who’s probably 3-4 episodes away.
Verdict: I’m pretty sure now that they’re working from the manga, so the story will not degenerate to the point that you wonder if the author is working one-handed, as it has in the recent novels where Haruka’s internal narration consists of equal parts insanity and porn. His antics still lead to excessive shouting, though, which has to be weighed against the very mild fan-service.
(flying crazy person is… loosely related, come to think of it)
“Well, hellooooooooo, Goddess! Please visit again soon!”
We’ll just gloss over the part where Our Totally-Not-OP Hero reveals another ridiculous power, and move on to the part where Our Cool Lady Knight duels Our Hot Village Guard with swords, then Our Rowdy Captain with… his wife’s freshly-squeezed milk, a story which is framed by the laziest hot-elf-in-underrim-glasses that I’ve ever seen.
Then Knight Gal gets to be the taste-tester for the fresh teen cowgirl, plants her tuber, summons the sylpheed, and testifies for the defense.
Verdict: The days are just packed. It made less sense than last week, but added more scenery, so we’ll call that a wash.
(pity the OP song sucks, because it has nice previews of the haremettes)
So, it turns out that the first rule of Cosplay Club is that you’re not really a member until you’ve gotten a squeeze of Ririsa’s boobs. When Tsuntail gets back into the story, she’s got to get a handful; it’s the law. As enticing as that sounds, this is a show where having three cute girls standing around in lingerie insisting that the other two have better bodies just kinda goes by without lots of closeups and lingering pans.
Anyway, this week is all about indoctrinating Gal Gal into otaku culture and how to dress up as more than “generic hot chick”. The brainwashing works just fine, but then Awkward Gal discovers her deepest, darkest secret, which fires Chekhov’s Gun so quickly your head will spin.
Verdict: getting too shouty, but still decorative.
While Our Heroes are waiting for the tide to come in, Yes-I’m-A-Girl-Loving-Girl Clarence and I’m-Totally-Into-This-Now Shirley run wild, killing anyone who gets in their way. Until they get in each other’s way. Next week, Our Middle-School Rhythmic Killing Team takes the field.
Verdict: there’s really no emotional hook this season, no stakes beyond just watching familiar characters play the game. I mean, Shirley has a goal that’s led her to not just play the game but get really into it and have fun, but we just covered her entire story arc in one episode, and it’s done; we won’t see her again until Squad Jam 4.
Coming in January to HiDive, I’m Living With An Otaku Neet Kunoichi.
Um, wha?
“order now on DoorDash and enjoy authentic Japanese cuisine, like their popular crab rangoon”
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