>>4302436
>The Shoujo Manga
My interest is piqued

>>4302436
>The Galgame

>>4302436
>The Galgame
I prefer not to deal with the retarded forced drama that comes by from shoujos

>>4302436
>The Galgame

>>4302436
>Shoujo

>>4302436
Galgame

>>4302436
>The Galgame

>>4302436
>The Shoujo Manga

Rolled 2 (1d2)

>>4302436

1 = shoujo
2= galgame

>>4302436
>The Galgame
can we use savepoints?

>>4302436
>The Galgame

>>4302436
>The Galgame

>>4302436
> Galgame


Hope we get a chad protag and not the usual whiny beta.

>>4302879
If this is anything like VC Pacific Theater we're going to get a worthless wreck of a protag who gradually grows to be more assertive and competent.

Alright, thanks for voting! We will be going for 'The galgame' setup

Some reminders before we start:
>One who chases after every rabbit will end up with none
>Everyone has their own goals and priorities too
>All’s fair in love and war
>Don’t forget, friendship matters!

First story post will come within the next 12 hours
See you later!

>>4303029
Are we gonna be a boy or girl in this setup?

>>4303035
A boy. It'd be an otome game if the MC is female

>>4303029
>One who chases after every rabbit will end up with none
No harem route
>Everyone has their own goals and priorities too
You have to fulfill the waifu's needs, not the other way around
>All’s fair in love and war
There will be a rival(s)
>Don’t forget, friendship matters!
Don't neglect your wingman/bro

>>4303035
It a Galgame so there's no reason that it's not a boy

When you open your eyes, you find yourself staring into the glimmering sunset on the horizon, painting everything in view with a bright, fiery orange.

In the distance you can hear the sound of waves crashing into shore, alongside the noise of large palm leaves softly rustling from the gentle breeze. The distinct scent of salinity fills your nostrils, and the moisture in the air leaves a lingering stickiness on your skin.

You quickly realize that you are not wearing shoes, and that under your feet was not solid ground, but instead soft, fine sand.

“Where am I?”

While you find yourself asking the very question, the scene before you feels oddly... familiar. An inexplicable sense of deja-vu fills your mind, yet no matter how hard you ponder, you cannot put your thumb on why.

“H-hey…”

The voice of someone calling out to you catches your attention. Unmistakably feminine, the tone is soft and amicable, mixed with a hint of anxiousness. Moreover, memory tells you’ve heard that voice before, yet you are unable to press your thumb on where and when.

You raise your head to search for the source of that voice, soon spotting the silhouette of a young girl standing right before you, mere meters away. She stands slightly taller than your shoulder, and is of a slender build; the details of her face and body remain shrouded by the shadow cast by the setting sun.

“I- I have something to tell you...”

The girl pauses to take a long, deep breath, then with a nod, takes one big step forward.

“...I-”

>>4303164
*knock knock*

An out-of-place knocking abruptly intrudes the moment right before the girl can finish her words.

“Senki, are you ready for school?”

“Waaahgh!?”
All of a sudden, you find yourself staring into an unlit ceiling lamp dangling from a plain, white ceiling, awakened by your mother’s voice at the door. Instinctively, you raise your right hand to give your temples a good squeeze. The slight pain from the clench proves that you are no longer in a dream, but you weren’t too sure about it either, but more importantly...

“W-wha? What time is it!?”
“It’s 8:02, my dear. My, have you just woken up?”
Your mother, sporting her usual side ponytail and her tulip apron, greets you as she opens the door to your room.

That revelation instantly sets you into panic mode. The next thing you know, you find yourself hopping out of the bed while pulling off your pajamas, almost tripping over from kicking the corner of the bed in the process.

“NII-SAN, IT’S EIGHT! WHY DIDN’T YOU--”
You yell at the wall while frantically reaching for your uniform hanging on your desk chair, half panicking and half irritated by the fact that he hasn’t called you up early as he usually would.

“What are you saying, sleepy head? Eiki moved out for college last week, remember?”
Your mother gives you a soft reminder as she stands outside your room, watching you throw on your uniform in haste.
“Hurry up now, Yukari-chan’s waiting for you at the door!”
Slipping you one last message, your mother leaves your to return downstairs and resume her daily routine in the house.

“What!? Ack, goddamnit!”

You cuss under your breath as you hear the footsteps grow distant. The last thing you want is to keep her waiting... particularly on the first day of the new school year.

“Language~~”

Somehow parents always manage to catch that.

>>4303165
Once done with dressing up, you busily rummage through your belongings, shoving all sorts of odds and ends you may or may not need for class into your school bag. Running about your room like a hamster in its enclosure, you suddenly recall that you have not yet retrieved your phone from the charger.

As you pick up your phone, the very first thing you notice are the ‘5 missed calls’ and ‘2 unread messages’ flashing on the screen. The missed calls are all from your brother, stretching back to 7:30 and each made 5 minutes apart from the last.
Knowing the man, you expect them to all be attempts to wake you from your slumber… which failed gloriously as you switched your phone to silent last night while getting on with your late night shenanigans.

The other two messages are from ‘Yukari’, checking on you as she arrives and waits at your doorsteps to walk to school together.

Murasaki Yae, more often going by her nickname ‘Yukari’, has been a part of your life for as long as you can remember.
Of the years of acquaintance, you remember her best for her…

>playful and high-energy optimism, always quick to get into action
>welcoming and gregarious nature, drawing people closer with an amicable smile
>cool and at times unforgiving wit, with a sharp tongue to match

*Please note this choice will have a significant impact on the narrative, so please think carefully then pick the ‘osana’ you find most favorable.

>>4303167
>cool and at times unforgiving wit, with a sharp tongue to match
Let's get someone that we can have a constant back and forth with.

>>4303167
>cool and at times unforgiving wit, with a sharp tongue to match
Sarcastic banter is the best banter

>>4303167
>>cool and at times unforgiving wit, with a sharp tongue to match

>Coauthor of Valkyria Chronicles Pacific Theater
The drama here gonna be good! and potentially wholesome

>>4303167
>cool and at times unforgiving wit, with a sharp tongue to match

>>4303167
>cool and at times unforgiving wit, with a sharp tongue to match

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>>4303167
>cool and at times unforgiving wit, with a sharp tongue to match

>>4303167
>wit

>>4303175
>>4303186
>>4303222
>>4303229
>>4303230
>>4303235
>>4303242
God tier taste gentlemen.

>>4303167
>>4303167
Just an additional bit of character info to give a bit of an idea on the kind of person Osana would be like and the kind of relationship MC has with her thus far

>option 1: Fraternizing Athlete, has a brother-sister like relationship with MC

>option 2: Sociable Charmer, has a longstanding and largely platonic friendship with MC

>option 3: Intellectual lone wolf with tsundere tendencies, has a junior-senior relationship with MC

Just to make sure everyone’s aware what MC’s diving head first into
Feel free to change your option after this post, if you would like to

>>4303267
>option 3: Intellectual lone wolf with tsundere tendencies, has a junior-senior relationship with MC
Obvious choice here mate

>>4303267
>option 3: Intellectual lone wolf with tsundere tendencies, has a junior-senior relationship with MC

>>4303267
>option 3: Intellectual lone wolf with tsundere tendencies, has a junior-senior relationship with MC
Really the only choice

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>>4303267
>Intellectual lone wolf with tsundere tendencies, has a junior-senior relationship with MC

Oh god this is the Hibari route. Option 1 is Margaret and Option 2 is Yanagi

>>4303267
Fuck your stereotypes
>option 1: Fraternizing Athlete, has a brother-sister like relationship with MC

>>4303335
>>4303312
>>4303277

Fucking hachifags

Rolled 35 (1d100)

fuck alll of them
fuck all of them
fuck you
fuck

>>4303267
>option 1: Fraternizing Athlete, has a brother-sister like relationship with MC
incest is special

>>4303267
>option 3: Intellectual lone wolf with tsundere tendencies, has a junior-senior relationship with MC

>>4303267
>3

>>4303267
>option 1: Fraternizing Athlete, has a brother-sister like relationship with MC

Intellect Tsundere lone wolf it is. Hopefully anons will enjoy what is to come.

>>4303267
Her cool and at times unforgiving wit, and a tongue just as sharp to match. Sometimes you wonder if she’s just messing with you, or that she actually has gripes with the whole world. Either way, two things are for certain: you’ve never won a single argument against her, and that she’s got you firmly under her thumb.

‘Coming, gimme 5 minutes.’

You finish the reply alongside a worried sigh, then place your phone inside your pocket.

“I hope she won’t get too pissed...jeesh.” You mutter under your breath as you finish off packing your bag, knowing deep down the futility of that wish. You still vividly remember what happened the last time you pissed her off, and it’s safe to say that you don’t want to experience the kind of verbal groin kicks again.
Additionally, trying to placate a pissed off Yukari is about as difficult as appeasing an elder god that could not be reasoned with, with the only sort of escape being to lay down and just accept what is to come.

Regardless of what may happen, it’s better to hurry now, lest her rage grow furthermore.

Taking the bag, you bust out of your room, flying off the stairs and reaching the first floor of your home, taking the shortest possible route.
“Ah, Senki! Don’t forget your lunch!”
Your mother calls for your attention as you pass by the kitchen, standing by the counter linking to the dining room with a packed lunch box in hand. Despite her short stature, she has the biggest heart amongst anyone you’ve known, and her warm, wide smile is its best manifestation.
“Thanks, mom!”
“Take good care of yourself and Yukari-chan, Senki! Have fun at school~”
“E-eh, sure!”
You give your mother a somewhat awkward nod as you pick up the bento and race for the front door. Finally, the front door of your residence flings open with a loud slam with you rushing out, almost tripping over the doormat in the process.

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>>4304887
You look left and right for your childhood friend, fearing the worst case scenario where she has already left without you. Fortunately, you spot her familiar figure leaning against the stone fence of the front yard, entirely engrossed with the book in her hands.

“Hey… Yukari?”
You approach her cautiously and begin with a particularly lethargic and deflated greeting as you found yourself panting from the 5 minute rush since waking up.

Murasaki Yae puts down the book in her hand and shoots you an angry glare, squinting her light brown eyes under her spotlessly clean spectacles.
Sporting a freshly ironed set of uniform and her signature long braid, she appears just about as well groomed as usual, albeit with an extra gleam of irritation.

“What took you so lon- what the hell is this?”
She points a finger of disbelief right at you - or rather, at the absolute trashy state of your attire.
“Oh, don’t tell me you just woke up.”
Stepping forwards, Yukari leans forward to examine your shirt, then reaches out to fix your collar, flatten some wrinkles, then fix your wrongly buttoned uniform.
“You totally did, didn’t you?” She finishes up by pinching both sides of your cheeks. “So what’s your master plan, genius? Trying to get us both into detention on the first day?”

“Well…”
“Well what?” She stands up straight once again and questions with a pout, crossing her hands before her chest. “You better have a good reason, asshat.”

“Yeah, um…”

>”The Invasion of the Giant Telepathic Cuttlefish from Venus was airing last night. At 2 AM.” (+Social)
>”I had to catch the /16Lab/ vs /RhodesIsland/ finals last night. Quite a game.” (+Athletic)
>”There’s no pausing in an Age of Antpires Mega Campaign, sadly.” (+ Intellect)

*The three stats modify Senki’s overall disposition, making certain events as well as responses possible. Some characters may also naturally drift towards a high in a certain stat.
*The stats are separated into levels, with each level requiring a certain number of points for that stat to reach. A notification will appear if Senki receives a stat level-up

>>4304889
>”There’s no pausing in an Age of Antpires Mega Campaign, sadly.” (+ Intellect)
If a man is truly doing a mega campaign he deserves a stat up, shit gets hard to pull of

>>4304887
So far Yukari seems less like a tsundere and more like an emotionally abusive toxic person.
Why are we friends with her again?

>>4304889
>”The Invasion of the Giant Telepathic Cuttlefish from Venus was airing last night. At 2 AM.” (+Social)

>>4304922
Well, we did fuck her day up.

>”The Invasion of the Giant Telepathic Cuttlefish from Venus was airing last night. At 2 AM.” (+Social)

>>4304889
>>”There’s no pausing in an Age of Antpires Mega Campaign, sadly.” (+ Intellect)
I like to finish what I start. You know I can't leave things undone. You on the other hand have no defense. What's your master plan? Why would you not ditch me?

>>4304889
>”There’s no pausing in an Age of Antpires Mega Campaign, sadly.” (+ Intellect)

>>4304889
>Cuttlefish

>>4304889
>”There’s no pausing in an Age of Antpires Mega Campaign, sadly.” (+ Intellect)

>>4304889
>>”There’s no pausing in an Age of Antpires Mega Campaign, sadly.” (+ Intellect)

>>4304889
>>”There’s no pausing in an Age of Antpires Mega Campaign, sadly.” (+ Intellect)
Lets go for a high int, high charisma run

>>4304889
>>”There’s no pausing in an Age of Antpires Mega Campaign, sadly.” (+ Intellect)
based AOE player

>>4304889
>”There’s no pausing in an Age of Antpires Mega Campaign, sadly.” (+ Intellect)

>>4304889
>”There’s no pausing in an Age of Antpires Mega Campaign, sadly.” (+ Intellect)

Clearly well need it to keep up with this girl.

>>4305362
She's plot-mandatedly smarter than us, we might as well not try.

>>4306035
Aim high, land at least on level ground, my friend.

>unironically, UNIRONICALLY went for the abusive bitchy tsundere over the tomboy or deredere
>she's the titular character too so this cunt is 100% more likely to get more spotlight than any other options that shows up

I've never seen such collective amounts of shit taste since /a/

>>4306149
In anons' defense, she was described as "with tsundere tendencies", not as "we're afraid to meet her in the morning" like she turned out.

>”There’s no pausing in an Age of Antpires Mega Campaign, sadly.” (+ Intellect)
We only saw a small glimpse of her personality and its not bad. So, hopefully she isn't going to turn into "To afraid to meet her in the morning".

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>>4304889
”There’s no pausing in an Age of Antpires Mega Campaign, sadly.”
Her irritation subsides with your response, instead shifting into a wide, flabbergasted stare.
“...That’s a real game?”
She raises an eyebrow with the inquiry, finding your excuse as outlandishly ridiculous as the game’s title itself. She must be thinking that you’ve just made the name up on the spot for shits and giggles.

“Of course it is,” You scoff at her dismissive suggestion, rubbing your palms over your temples to fend off the returning drowsiness. “Just managed to get the hivemind to the stars too. See, I like to finish what I start, instead of half-assing-”

“Yeah, and look at how ‘whole-assed’ you are.”

She looks at you with a tired glance and taps on your collar, reminding you of the mess that was your uniform, which is now in a much more presentable state from her intervention.

“Okay, touche.”
With no better argument to refute her argument, you can only admit defeat.
Yukari did not flaunt her victory- having claimed superiority over you for far more times than she cares to count, she simply shakes her head with a sigh.

“I’m not saying you’re dumb, but if making stupid choices is an Olympic sport, you deserve a golden laurel.”
She puts away her book while walking up around you and, with both hands on your back, starts pushing you from behind, shoving you out of the front of your house.

“Now get going. We’ve got a school bell to beat.”

>>4306291
“It’s not my fault fine works of art need to be enjoyed slowly! It ain't easy building a hive mind!”

“Go watch an anthill. There’s your ‘art’”

“It’s not just ants, you see…”

The incessant bickering on Yukari’s lack of appreciation for the hobby lasts all the way until both of you reach a large intersection 5 minutes away from your home, about three blocks away from school. There’s a convenience store in the corner, usually jam packed with salarymen on their rush before heading to work. Next to the convenience store is a row of vending machines, selling the usual cold and hot beverages with the occasional warm canned soup in colder seasons.

“-and you could manipulate the hosts to- Uuuuugh… ack.”
Halfway through describing the intricacies of the ‘pheromones’ skill tree, your voice gives out all of a sudden, turning into a low hoarse groan like a disturbed seal. This sudden, raucous disruption immediately catches Yukari’s attention, and the light bickering takes a backseat.
“What wrong, Senki?”

“Yeah… I just, ya know, haven’t eaten or drank anything since last night…” You grunt with discomfort at the state of your throat, dry from both the lack of hydration and the lack of sleep.
You instinctively set your eyes upon the most convenient solution- the row of vending machines right behind the two of you.
“Hold up, let me get a drink or something.”
You walk up to the row of white monoliths, fitted from top to bottom with ads for and a selection of canned and bottled drinks

A vitamin drink and a can of coffee should do the trick, you think to yourself as you reach into your pocket for your wal-

“Eh?”

The absence of the wallet in its appropriate location makes you flinch slightly, but it’s not yet cause for any concern. You may have just misplaced it in your bag, and can easily be found by reaching into your school bag, and-
Still nothing.

“W-where the hell is it?”

“Is what?”
Like beating eggs, you continue to stir and overturn the contents in the bag- yet despite your best effort, your wallet remains nowhere to be found.

“Arrrrrghhhh…”
You let out a long groan of agony, finally coming to the conclusion that you’ve left your wallet back home.

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>>4306292
“Oh, you didn’t bring your wallet, did you?”
Seeing through the implications of your actions, Yukari teases smugly with a playful grin, sensing your desperate need for her assistance.

While she is never shy to lend a helping hand, she would also ask for much inflated returns for the favors you owe her- the larger the favor asked, the greater the compensation she requests. Not to mention, she tends to only agree if you would word your requests… genuinely, as she would say.

As much as you dislike owing her favors, your throat is screeching for hydration to free itself from the arid torment.

>Oh, the kind and merciful Yukari-sama, please shed some mercy on my foolish self! A vitamin drink and a can of coffee is all I dare ask, O illustrious one!
>Mercy, Yukari-sama! May I have a vitamin drink or a can of coffee, please? Pretty please?
>I-I’m fine! I don’t need anything!

>>4306296
>Yukari teases smugly with a playful grin, sensing your desperate need for her assistance
>she would also ask for much inflated returns for the favors you owe her
>she tends to only agree if you would word your requests… genuinely
I hope you don't actually have "friends" like this IRL, QM. This isn't friendly or cute at all, whatever you may think.

>I-I’m fine! I don’t need anything!
We'll drink tap water in the restroom.

>>4306296
>Man the FUCK up and scoff off that lousy "hydration" nonsense!

>>4306317
+1
Honestly she sounds like a toxic cunt

>>4306296
>I-I’m fine! I don’t need anything!

>>4306296
>Oh, the kind and merciful Yukari-sama, please shed some mercy on my foolish self! A vitamin drink and a can of coffee is all I dare ask, O illustrious one!
Say it in a bit of a mocking tone.
>>4306299
>>4306354
Think about it more in character. They're Childhood friends, which means Senki had been subjected to her attitude since god knows how long. It's not OOC for him to harbor some grievances but he won't be directly going against her, at least not now.

>>4306356
Changing vote to this >>4306360

>>4306317
+1
thirst is nothing spite is satification

>>4306296
>"I could drink tap water or I could owe you 100yen, what's it gonna be?"

>>4306360
Support

>>4306610
Supporting

>Oh, the kind and merciful Yukari-sama, please shed some mercy on my foolish self! A vitamin drink and a can of coffee is all I dare ask, O illustrious one!

We just started, we only saw a glimpse of yukari personality. So just wait and see if you guys want to complain.

>>4306296
>I-I’m fine! I don’t need anything!

>>4306299
>>4306360
In terms of weeb it's on the nose. In terms of realism it's very off. I know women like that irl. They are extremely fond of bittersweetness and backhanded compliments. While treating those they don't like/care for MUCH worse. Favoritism with them is obvious. Its usually how you tell if they care for someone. Unless its the bully angle but considering the whole childhood friends that don't add up. It would make sense if she were enemy. Another tell is their protectiveness and backhanded caring which is most amusing to bear witness to. Not a good idea to point out because she'll bite your head off but still.

>>4306296
>Oh, the kind and merciful Yukari-sama, please shed some mercy on my foolish self! A vitamin drink and a can of coffee is all I dare ask, O illustrious one!

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>>4304889

In order to keep MC in-character I will be fusing all of the suggestions in essence with ‘not owing Yukari a favor’ together and count them together with the ‘decline favor’ choice

No, no! Senki Hasome, you have to stand up for yourself! Look at her, she’s planning to eat you alive! The voice of determination rings in your head, and this time you are inclined to follow that voice.

“I’m fine! I don’t need anything!”

You cross your arms before your chest in defiance, looking away from both the vending machine and Yukari. Between owing Yukari any more favors now and enduring until reaching the first drinking fountain at school, you’d rather have the latter. The lack of hydration is but a small price to pay in your struggle for a moral victory over the tyrannical Yukari.

Alarmingly, Yukari remains surprisingly quiet about your refusal of her suggestion - a highly suspicious sign, as you fully expected her to labaste you for dissidence. What is she cooking up this time?
Curiously, you peek over your shoulder, and at the corner of your eye you spot her slowly approaching from your side, appearing to be holding something in her hand-

*thonk!*

“Ow!?”

The impact of a solid but soft object whacking the back of your head made you instinctively turn around, almost ramming your face directly into the bottle of water Yukari was dangling right next to your ear.

“H-huh?” As you look puzzlingly at her unknown gesture after taking a bottle to the face, she lowers the bottle and plants it right into your hand.

“Come on, drink up. This one’s on the house.”
She gives you two soft pat on the right cheek and shines you a faint, amused smile with a push of her glasses.
You cannot tell for sure whether her action was from a genuine care for your wellbeing, or an one-off thing from her feeling extra generous today. That said, these occasional acts of goodwill always comes at the most unexpected of times, and you always find them highly appreciated.

“...Thanks.”

Perhaps she’s not that much of a tyrant, after all.

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>>4307470
“Oi~~~ Yukari-chan! Senki-kun!”

An energetic, bubbly and undoubtedly familiar voice hollers at the both of you while you rinse your throat with the drink Yukari has produced for you.
You lower the drink in hand and raise your head like a startled gazelle, trying to identify the origin of this voice... Only to be caught completely by surprise as a forceful collision crashes into Yukari and you from behind.

““Aaaah!?””
The two of you exclaim in unison as you both lose your balance. Fortunately, a powerful yank around your shoulders prevents you two from toppling over or stumbling onto the motorway.
Unfortunately for you, the force was enough to tilt over the bottle you are holding, splashing water all over your uniform and bag.

“Running late? Count me in!”

“M-Mifuyu!?”
Yukari reacts to the ambush before you did, clearly not too pleased by the intrusion to her personal space.
“Thaaaat’s me!”
Mifuyu Oshitari shines you both an innocent, ear-to-ear grin as she wraps both of you in her arms for a big embrace.

“G-good morning, Mifuyu-nee…?”

You turn towards the unexpected newcomer only to find that she has planted her face on your shoulder, giving you a playful wink as your eyes meet. Mifuyu’s buoyant, high-energy zeal shines brightly in her round, blue eyes, the exact same way it did the first time you met many, many years ago. The sweet, floral scent of her freshly washed curly brown hair and the vague softness pressing against your back as she fastens her embrace on you from behind overwhelm your senses, making you almost forget about the splash on your shirt and bag.

“Ooops. Did I do that?” She looks over to your shirt, at the opened bottle in your hand, then finally back at the soaked mess she has caused.
“Here, let me… ha!”
She quickly lets go of you and reaches into her own bag, pulling out a clover patterned handkerchief from a pocket.

“Don’t worry, Senki-kun! It’ll be juuust fine~”
She hums a jolly tune as she continues patting you dry with her handkerchief.

Your senpai have always been the flower of many people’s desire. Her proficiency in grooming herself pairs perfectly with her naturally delicate features and well toned figure, with her bubbly and kittenish personality being the icing on the cake. This combination gives her a charm most have found impossible to resist- and your own brother was no exception. As a matter of fact, the two of them had just celebrated their second year anniversary as a couple a few weeks ago.

Just like Yukari, Mifuyu has been a part of you and your brother’s lives since very early childhood. As a polar opposite to the calm and calculating Yukari, you find her to be...

>Quite endearing, like a caring but careless big sister
>Quite annoying at times, but mostly tolerable and harmless
>Quite adorable, always optimistic and filled with childlike glee

>>4307475
>endearing
Wait, if I'm reading this right, she's our brother's girlfriend?

>>4307470
Perhaps Yukari is better than we think - but random small expressions of kindness is also a psychological manipulation tactic (the secret is to keep them random and not build any cause-effect correlations, to keep the victim guessing as to what will cause your approval and constantly seek it in every action). We'll see.

>>4307475
Isn't it a bit early for the players to form an opinion on Mifuyu? Or is this vote prescriptive? In such a case,
>Quite endearing, like a caring but careless big sister

>>4307475
>Quite endearing, like a caring but careless big sister
>>4307479
I think this is just more of determining MC's attitude towards her. Also, the fact that this character shows up is pretty much the QM signalling that you 'can' NTR your brother, if you want to go that direction.

>>4307483
For clarification: this choice is meant to determine how mc perceives Mifuyu up til this point. It will determine how he interacts with her down the line.

>>4307500
Well ding dong dammit, I don't wanna be a dick to my brother.

>>4307475
>Quite endearing, like a caring but careless big sister

>>4307475
>Quite endearing, like a caring but careless big sister

>>4307475
>Quite endearing, like a caring but careless big sister

>>4307500
>>4307503
Hence "All’s fair in love and war" from QM's tenants. I fully expect all the waifuable girls to come with a rival you would have compete against other than Yukari, because she's the titular character.

>>4307475
Quite adorable, always optimistic and filled with childlike glee

I'm not one for girl with glasses, so i want to see the other girls and hopefully we won't stick with yukari just because she is the main girl.

>>4307475
>Quite endearing, like a caring but careless big sister

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>>4307475
“There~! ” Mifuyu finishes the task and beams at you delightfully, giving you a gentle pat on the shoulder. She then raises her hand to reach for the top of your head, as if scaling your height.

“My, Senki-kun! Look at how big you have grown!”
Standing only half a head shorter than you, Mifuyu easily places her hand onto the top of your head, giving your hair a light brush with her fingers.

“Oh spare it, Mifuyu. You’re like what, one year older?” Yukari interrupts the morning pleasantries, putting up the slightly irritated expression you swear has become her default look.
“Ah, but that makes me Mifuyu-senpai!” Mifuyu turns her attention to Yukari, wagging a finger in her face with another wide, playful grin. “Gotta respect your senpai, Yukari-chaaan~”

Paying no attention to the escalated irritation in Yukari’s expression, Mifuyu instead steps in to give her dear kouhei a big, warm bear hug.

Contrary to Yukari, you have always found Mifuyu’s exceedingly energetic approach quite endearing, like a caring but careless big sister. As with Yukari’s critical and sharp remarks, you have grown quite accustomed to her skinship-heavy approach by now.

“Jokes aside, how are you two doing?” Mifuyu eases up and takes a step back, at last giving both of you some personal space. “Done anything fun over the break?”

“Not much… Well, gamed a bit. Yep.” You answer with a low grumble, still struggling to recover from your late night escapades.
“Helped out the old man. That’s it.”
Yukari answers curtly, with a clear tint of annoyance at the mention of her father. From what you know, the Yae family runs a small restaurant somewhere in the city. However, Yukari has always actively avoided this topic like a plague, only ever giving off the vaguest of information.

The question about private life, on the other hand, suddenly reminds you of the other member of the Oshitari family you were somewhat acquainted with.
“How’s Haruto, by the way? Isn’t he starting high school at Kadosaka this year?”

“Already ran off to school while I was showering. He’s always too busy to spare time for his dear old sister…”
Mifuyu pouts, throwing up her hands in a shrug at the mention of her younger sibling.
Sounds about right for Haruto, you think to yourself. The boy’s been bursting with excitement about going to your high school ever since he received his admission notice.
“But it’s alright, I’ve got another little brudda with me!” She grabs you by the arm, flashing her long, mascaraed eyelashes at you like a butterfly flapping its wings. “Isn’t that right, Senki-kun?”

Your mind is barely in a functioning state to respond to her roundabout compliment. At this point, the initial adrenaline rush from getting out of bed has largely subsided- and without coffee, your mind is left wide open for the lethargic demons to collect their due…

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>>4309570
“Senki-kun?”

"Ah?"
By the time your senses come back online after Mifuyu calls your name for a second time, she has already hooked her arms around yours, pressing your arm tightly against her ample breasts.
Your back snaps back up straight as blood rushes back into your head, forcing the demons out of your doze-off like an exorcist.
You also manage to catch a glimpse of Yukari at the corner of your eye. She is looking rather… murderous, to say the least.

“Senki-kun, you haven’t slept much last night, have you?” Lecturing you like a disappointed instructor, Mifuyu flicks a finger at your forehead as she lets go of your hand.“You gotta take better care of yourself! What would your brother say?”

“Oww...” You shrink back, covering the point of impact on your forehead. The mention of your brother brings upon nostalgia to the mornings where the two of you would walk to school together, including the times in your younger years where he would even carry you on his back just to make sure you get there on time.

“...I miss Nii-san.” You find yourself muttering wistfully, coming from the bottom of your heart.

“Why?” Yukari chimes in, asking puzzlingly. Fortunately, the murderous intent you felt from her moments before have dissipated at the change in topic.
"Aren’t you literally just one room away?"

“Nii-san moved out last week for college. Rented an apartment and all.”

“Sure feels a bit lonely without him around.” Mifuyu lets out a disappointed sigh, but soon recovers from the melancholy while clasping her hands together. “But it matters not! Our love transcends both time and space!”
“...”
Yukari turns away, shaking her head in disbelief over Mifuyu’s overly flowery proclamation. You could practically see the overwhelming urge in her eyes to just ditch Mifuyu right then and there.
“Still not interested in romance, Yukari chan?” She inquires playfully, sensing the vibes from Yukari’s dissatisfaction. “You aren’t going to get a man with that attitude~~”

Refusing to let Mifuyu get any further under her skin, Yukari grabs hold of your right arm and drags you off from the intersection the moment the lights turn green, leaving Mifuyu behind by her own silly self.

“Eh? Wait! Why are you running!?”

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>>4309571
Fortunately, all three of you manage to reach the front gates of your school before the first bell rings…though just barely.

Standing like silent guardians before the Kidosaka Academy, the antiquated, ornately decorated metal gates speak volumes of the establishment’s long and prestigious history, dating all the way back to the early days of Japan’s industrialization.
Founded by esteemed business men, politicians and other prominent figures of society, the vision of the academy was to prepare their own children for challenges from even beyond the Land of the Rising Sun with the best education money can buy.

Even as the academy modernizes and becomes open to broader admission through the years, the core mission still stands true to this day. The Kidosaka Academy stands amongst the top institutions in student admission rates into 4-year colleges and other higher education programs, both domestic and abroad.

In order to maintain such honorable records, the academy purposely keeps its student body at a modest size of less than 100 students in each grade level, coupled with a respectable faculty to student ratio to maximize the resources available for each student.

However, the flipside of such heritage and focused resources also translates to the amount of attention and expectation placed upon each student, both behaviorally and academically. These values to uphold give birth to a prominent disciplinary council, spearheaded by a no-nonsense prefect and a group of similarly minded student volunteers.

As always, the disciplinary council erects a checkpoint right after passing through the gates. But since you have nothing to hide, there is no reason to pay it any attention...

>>4309573
That school looks really fancy

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>>4309573
“Halt! Pass through one by one!”
The holler from a female student at the checkpoint catches the attention of your little group.

“A-aah! It’s her!”
Like a startled mouse, Mifuyu instantly cowers behind your back, gripping firmly onto your uniform as she tries to hide her face.

“What’s wrong, Mifuyu-nee?”
You turn back in concern while your senior nudges behind your back a bit more.
“It’s little miss oni! She’s going to pick on me again!”

Mifuyu is no stranger when it comes to getting into trouble with the council. Her records are mostly filled with accounts of dress code violations, alongside a few counts of… minor indecent conducts.

“Don’t worry, Mifuyu-nee. There’s no reason for them to not let you pass.”
However, despite your assurance, she gives you an uneasy gaze.

“I-I just got my nails done two days ago...”
And there goes another infraction onto her laundry list of dress code violations.

“Well no shit she picks on you.” Yukari scoffs, rather amused by Mifuyu’s perhaps intentional folly.

“D-don’t be so loud, Yukari-chan! She might hear yo-”

“Stop playing games, Oshitari! I can see you right there!” The female student from earlier singles out Mifuyu as she walks up towards your group.

Surprisingly enough, the disciplinary council member is a face both Yukari and you recognize.
The girl is none other than Hotaru Fukuhara, your class president from last year. Sporting her signature pair of low twintails, this girl of petite stature is best known for her disproportionately thunderous voice and her burning passion for law and order.

“Step out, Oshitari! You’re going through a check-up!”
However, Hotaru’s hawk-like, heterochromic eyes are too fixated on Mifuyu to acknowledge either of your existence.

“Uuuuuu…” With her attempt at hiding to no avail, Mifuyu sighs in defeat. “I guess I’ll turn myself in...”
After her small row with Yukari, Mifuyu loosens her grasp on you with a pout.
“Don’t run late for class, you two.”
You watch as a deflated Mifuyu presents herself to Hotaru, who in turn narrows her eyes, keenly alert on what tricks Mifuyu might pull this time.

“Senki.” You feel a tug at your arm as Yukari urges for your attention. “Let’s go, she’ll be fine.”

>>4309575 (You) (You)
>Walk up and speak in Mifuyu's defense
>Sneak past quickly as Yukari suggests
>Create a distraction

In case of distraction...
>get out of line and run straight for the school building
>screech at the top of your lungs, maybe while asking for some obscure chicken nugget sauce
>try to charm Hotaru with your acquaintance

*In order to keep MC in-character, we will not be opening the choice of full write-in options (for the most part).
However, we are open to any suggestions and ideas you may have, and we will do our best to fuse such ideas with the option closest in essence to it (as we did earlier in thread)

Thank you for understanding
Jesus I can't English

>>4309583
>Sneak past quickly as Yukari suggests
While my heart goes to Mifuyu, I don't want to invoke Yukari's wrath. Also Mifu should've known better.

>>4309583
>Create a distraction
>Act impatient and approach Hotaru to get searched first. Trip and fall on her

>>4309583
>>Sneak past quickly as Yukari suggests
commit to first girl

>>4309616
First girl seems pretty shitty though

>>4309624
the harder the tsun, the harder the dere
I hope QM will write her more sympathetic

>>4309627
A lot of girls burned themselves on "I can change him"
Don't repeat their mistakes.

>>4309583
>Sneak past quickly as Yukari suggests
>>4309627
>>4309631
Yukari does harbor genuine feelings for Senki, else she won't show this much amount of jealousy when Mifuyu is around. She just needs to manifest her affection to him in a more positive way.
QM already dropped the hint that she has some serious problems at home, solving that would likely make her finally fold into a much better person.

>>4309640
>QM already dropped the hint that she has some serious problems at home
yeah, I wasn't blind to that, but she did come off as quite dickish when composed.
I'd like to ask her to join the same club together, Just so she will have a reason to not go home early. Also maybe something physically exhausting where you will eventually naturally lower your guard. But as it ought to be something unisex - Archery would fit best

>>4309640
>genuine feelings
Narcissistic possessiveness is also a genuine feeling.

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>>4309583
>Walk up and speak in Mifuyu's defense
I'm sick and tired of players jumping onto the first waifu that shows up on their doorstep (quite literally this time).
Especially since this time the character is a emotionally abusive tsundere cunt and the whole roster hasn't even been revealed yet. The same shit happened back in Pacific Theater and now that quest is stuck with a classic Macross Triangle subplot that's going nowhere.

>>4309583
>Sneak past quickly as Yukari suggests

>>4309854
I really don't think this is a waifu choice vote.
Though who knows.

>>4309583
>sneak past
Not really into either one. Yukari's a bitch and Mifu's taken by our big bro. Besides, Mifu got herself into this mess. There will be plenty of girls to come.

>>4309915
It just feels like things are swaying that way desu. As much as I'm not a fan of the Triangle stuff in Pacific Theater the two girls involved are at least desireable, each to their own accord. (Yanagi is caring and mature while Margaret is cute and affectionate)

Yukari doesn't appear to have any of these qualities. Instead she comes off as alarmingly controlling. Everything about how she's portrayed right now ticks off the control freak boxes, down to the point of getting jealous of Mifuyu being close to MC even though she's not in anyway in the race.

>>4309583
>Sneak past quickly as Yukari suggests

>>4309854
Meh, I need to see how she treats other people still in comparison to us. Followed by a couple of test ideas for confirmation. I know women like that irl they are either awful or require special tastes. The problem is they are easy to confuse if you don't know what to look for.

>>4309995
Less jealousy and more territorial. Otherwise their relationship would be much worse. The other girl handled it very well and seems used to it. She definitely knows she has a crush on us and teasing her about it. Only she isn't very good at knowing the right way to go about it.

>>4309583
>Sneak past quickly as Yukari suggests

She can handle herself

>>4309575
While you remain concerned about Mifuyu, Yukari does have a point. Mifuyu’s most likely accustomed to facing the council for her escapades at this point, and is definitely capable of taking care of herself.

“You’re right, let’s go.”
With the members of the council focusing their effort on taking Mifuyu into custody, the two of you quietly sneak past the checkpoint to make your way deeper into campus.

The two of you hurry to the announcement board next to the main entrance of the gymnasium to find out which class you have been placed into. You scan through quite a few before finally spotting your name under Class B.

“I’m in class B. What about you?”

“Ack, Class A.” Yukari clicks her tongue. “At least Sakura is here too.”

“Too bad, Yukari. Looks like we won’t be having small talk during recess this year.”
She gives you an ‘oh, please’ glare and pulls out her smartphone.
”Ever heard of phones?”

While phone usage during school hours is prohibited, Yukari has never really abided by that restriction unless absolutely necessary. As far as you’re aware, the rule has never been enforced strictly outside of tests, mainly due to… well, everyone having phones.

At the same time, you notice the time on her screen...8:24 am
“Ah god dammit! Yukari, we gotta go!”
“Hm? Ah, shit!” She looks at her screen, then immediately switches to panic mode as you did seconds ago.
With a little more than 5 minutes before the bell, the two of you hurry past the gymnasium and towards the main school building for your respective classes.

The overall planning of the campus reflects well on the focused resource philosophy of the academy. Your school itself is made up of three main parts: a gymnasium, the main school complex, and an outdoors field in the far end.

Nearest to the entrance is the school gymnasium that doubles as an auditorium. In addition to an in-door basketball court, volleyball court and gymnastics equipment, the small dome also houses smaller individual sports and padded rooms, even an in-door pool in a separate sector. The outdoors field consists of all the other sports facilities not included in the gymnasium, such as a football field, tennis court, track and the like.

Behind the gymnasium sits the core of the academy, the main school complex. An expansive three-story structure, the building itself is separated into two wings- the west wing that contains the homerooms for the classes, and the east wing that contains a wide variety of specialized classrooms and academic facilities. The two wings of the complex are interconnected by the first floor corridors and bridges on the second floor.

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>>4311315
Slipping into the building complex from the central corridor, you two take a swift left for the homeroom building and rush up the staircase to the second floor. At last, you arrive at the destination of your rather frantic morning- your new classes for the school year.

The time has come for Yukari and you to part ways, at least for now.

“Senki!”
While you walk up to your class further down the corridor, you hear Yukari call to you as she stands at the door to hers.

“Yeah?”

“Good luck!”
She gives you a well-intentioned wave before sliding open the door and disappearing into her class. While it isn’t much, her sporadic encouragement always did instill a little more confidence in your heart.

Taking a deep breath in preparation, you slide open the door before you and step into the classroom 2-B. Luckily for you, no one is occupying the teacher’s stand just yet. As such, you immediately begin scanning the room for familiar faces, finding a few of them are right in the room. However, none of them has yet realized your arrival.

Of the folks you’ve known from the previous school year, you decide to approach...

>Chihaya - an energetic, well groomed boy of shorter than average stature, loudly chatting away with a small group of friends near the center of the class

>Michiru - a foreign-looking girl resting on her desk in the back row. From this angle you could see her peeping at some of the sports team folks right across the room

>Karin - a short-haired, athletic girl, stretching by the wall while chatting with some other students from your class last year

>>4311317
>Karin - a short-haired, athletic girl, stretching by the wall while chatting with some other students from your class last year

>>4311317
>Chihaya - an energetic, well groomed boy of shorter than average stature, loudly chatting away with a small group of friends near the center of the class

>>4311317
>Karin - a short-haired, athletic girl, stretching by the wall while chatting with some other students from your class last year

>>4311317
>>Chihaya - an energetic, well groomed boy of shorter than average stature, loudly chatting away with a small group of friends near the center of the class

>>4311317
>Chihaya - an energetic, well groomed boy of shorter than average stature, loudly chatting away with a small group of friends near the center of the class

>>4311317
>Chihaya
Surely all of our friends can't JUST be girls.

>>4311317
>Chihaya - an energetic, well groomed boy of shorter than average stature, loudly chatting away with a small group of friends near the center of the class

>>4311317
>Chihaya - an energetic, well groomed boy of shorter than average stature, loudly chatting away with a small group of friends near the center of the class

Gotta have a bro.

Any galgame protag has a plot-provided guy friend, so we might as well approach a girl.

>>4311317
>Michiru - a foreign-looking girl resting on her desk in the back row. From this angle you could see her peeping at some of the sports team folks right across the room

>>4311317
>Chihaya - an energetic, well groomed boy of shorter than average stature, loudly chatting away with a small group of friends near the center of the class

>>4312393
we also need to raise his friendship meter so he'll help us when the time comes

op pls

>>4312709
this amount of wait is in line with his update frequency so far

>>4312735
im an impatient lurker waiting to strike ok

>>4312740
Dude, this is the Valkyria Pacific's editor. We're lucky if we see an update this week.

>>4312775
damn
this is what i get for being a sucker

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>>4311317
Perhaps a fellow film & drama club member from last year can help you better fit in with the new class. With that in mind, you approach the young chap and his two friends.

“So let me get this straight… you get turned on by men in fake VR body suits?”
“It’s not like that. Look, it’s a… feeling, ya know?”
Upon reaching the group’s proximity, you notice Chihaya and his pals to be fervently debating on a topic you don’t fully understand.

“Oh, ‘feeling’?” Chihaya remarks sarcastically with air quotes. “Ya having feelings for what probably are some middle aged basement dweller-”

"Hey, Seto. What’s new?”
Finding it hard to join in naturally, you decide to interrupt by catching Chihaya’s attention.

“Hm? Ooh, look who’s here!”
Hearing you approaching from behind, Chihaya rocks his chair and leans backwards, turning his head around to greet you with a smirk.

Despite sharing a common interest in film and cinematography, Chihaya Seto is quite the opposite to you in almost every aspect. He has quite the obsession with grooming himself, meticulously keeping his partially tinted brown hair brushed and waxed throughout the day. His uniform may not look well kept, but a closer observation reveals that it is indeed squeaky-clean, folded and crumbled deliberately for stylish points. His image fits perfectly onto the pages of a fashion magazine, with his height being the one fly in the ointment.
Additionally, with the willingness to start a conversation with anyone for any conceivable topic, this man has the socializing capacity equivalent to Yukari and you combined. However, he is not without his flaws...

“Now we got someone out of the loop, why don’t we hear what he thinks about this?” Chihaya jeers at his friends and shoots you an inviting glance.
"Hey Hasome, what do you call someone who gets all excited over men pretending to be little girls online? Pretty gay, innit?"
He laughs, then points at the classmate he was contending with moments before.

"And this guy thinks it's perfectly fine and dandy! Can you believe this dude?"

In addition to a tongue almost as unforgiving as Yukari’s, you sometimes find him to be quite the glutton for attention, even if it’s at the expense of others. For this reason, you have never found yourself particularly gravitating towards him when it comes to friendship.
Nevertheless, he is one of the few familiar faces in the classroom, and it may be better to remain cordial with him for now...

>Cut it out. Man's free to fap to what he wants
>It's not funny though...
>Damn, that's pretty gay

>>4312839
It's okay to pretend to be someone else online. Being able to fantasize? also okay. But pretending to be a little girl, kinda weird. Liking Men? Also okay. But finding it attractive if grown men pretend to be litle girls? That's fetish levels beyond the homo spectrum. Merely calling it gay would not suffice.

Also, liking little girls? Pretty illegal too. But hey, I rather you do it online with grown men than... like... doing something else about your condition.

>>4312839
>Context points to the discussion being about virtual Youtubers
>They are 3D CGI
>3D = PD
>Ergo, the level of gayness is irrelevant.

>>4312864
if it's liking someone's creative work AS a creative work, not pretending that character to be real, it's something else entirely

>>4312839
>"Whether it's gay or not is irrelevant. Grown men getting off to little girls is creepy, no matter how you put it."

>>4312839
>Cut it out. Man's free to fap to what he wants

>>4312861
forgive my autism, I had one too many dnd sessions fade to black

change to a gamer perspective with a pinch of proper argumentation:
Simply posing the question as you did can make the asked think of different things. Make sure you guys talk about the same thing if you have a discussion, otherwise it's pointless.
Anyway, the issue is differentiating between fantasy and reality. Liking a female character, even if controlled by a guy doesn't make you gay, just like playing Terrorist in Counter Strike doesn't make you a terrorist. And if someone thinks that they are just wrong. Either way, if someone can't properly differentiate, then that's a way worse problem than being gay.
>But yes, hella gay, but man's free to fap to whatever he wants

>>4312899
+1
Trap?

>>4312839
>Cut it out. Man's free to fap to what he wants

>>4312839
“What…?” You find the sudden influx of information a little bit difficult to digest. “Men getting off pretending to be little girls? That’s kind of... creepy?”
“No, Hasome, see... it’s those ‘streamers’ with virtual avatars.” Chihaya looks at you in earnest and gestures with air quotes as he continues. “Basically, you put a man in a full digital bodysuit, then have him act all cutsy and sexy in front of a camera to get money from horny suckers. Ya see what I mean?”
“I suppose?” Your confusion clears slightly with the additional information. At the same time, you find yourself astounded as to how petty this topic is.
“Well, gay or not... Man’s free to get off to whatever he likes, I guess?”

“HA!”
Chihaya bursts into laughter at your response, then turns back to the classmate he was conversing with prior.
“See, even Hasome thinks you’re a gay ass!”

Of course, no teenager with an ounce of dignity would simply stay put at this sort of insult.

“Oh shut the hell up, you manlet!”

The aura of jokes and laughter disappear from Chihaya’s face from the equally juvenile insult.
As innocuous as this banter may seem, this specific insult has swiftly crossed his bottom line.

“...what did you just say?”
With a menacing growl, Chihaya arises from his seat. At a whopping 166cm, he is effectively the shortest male student of your class last year, standing around the same height as Yukari and visibly shorter than Mifuyu.
Suffice to say, he has always been awfully aware of his... shortcomings, and tends to become rather aggravated whenever the topic is brought to attention.

His opponent, in this case, knows too well on how to get on his nerves.

“MANLET!”

“Oh you motherfu--”

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>>4314147
Right before any punches can be thrown, another individual forcibly bludgeons herself into the situation.

“Oi, Seto! What’s going on?”

Apparently done with her stretches, Karin Minami joins the scene, hooking her arm over Chihaya’s shoulder. Despite her slender and not particularly tall build, her avid passion in sports has given her a compact and well toned physique, with the strength to match.

“Let go of me, Minami! Imma teach this cunt a lesson!”

Chihaya struggles to break free, but to no avail. The athletic, energetic girl easily holds her arm at his shoulder like a leash, stopping him from further aggression.

“Come on, be the bigger man!” Karin urges the disgruntled Chihaya, as well as to the person he was contending with. “I’m sure there’s no reason to fight over… whatever you’re arguing about?”

By holding down Chihaya and intervening with the argument, Karin manages to put down the building rage like a wet towel over a young fire. Despite not being in any sort of student body or in any leadership role, Minami nevertheless often steps in and acts as a mediator in scenes like these, being able to melt down tension with her earnest efforts.

As the non-contending student leads away his riled up friend to prevent the rekindling of anger between the guy and Chihaya, the scene is left with just the three of you. Having averted the crisis, Karin lets out a sigh of relief before finally noticing you standing right behind her and Chihaya.

“Hasome! Good to see you!” Karin turns to greet you with a lively grin, still holding onto Chihaya by the shoulder. Her messy, short black hair and tendency to not apply makeup gives her a modest and innocent image, while her optimistic and kindhearted attitude endears her to many, including yourself. However, she also tends to not fit in as well with other female students, who find her incredibly direct and at times unrefined approach much less appealing.


>Congratulate her on a job well done
>Explain to her what the argument was about
>Lecture her on her recklessness in butting into fights like this
>Ask about Shinichi, her friend who usually tags around but is nowhere to be seen

>>4314148
Currently best girl.
>Congratulate her on a job well done
>Ask about Shinichi, her friend who usually tags around but is nowhere to be seen

>>4314148
>Explain to her what the argument was about

>>4314205
No, goddammit, no, DO NOT reveal our power level.

>>4314225
weakling

>>4314148
>Explain to her what the argument was about
She'll probably get a laugh out of it.

>>4314300
Not really. We insulted him, so she may think we're an asshole.
>>4314148
>congratulate her
>ask about her friend

>>4314350
Huh? Who did we insult?

>>4314350
But we didn't insult him.

>>4314358
The manlet
>>4314378
We called him a manlet

>>4314474
No?

>>4314474
That wasn't us.

>>4314148
>Explain to her what the argument was about
>Ask about Shinichi, her friend who usually tags around but is nowhere to be seen

Looks like the anon from earlier was right, all the non-Yukari options appears to come with a rival MC has to compete with

>>4314161
Not going to cast my bets so soon. Currently there's
>Tomboy (Karin)
>Abusive tsundere (Yukari)
>Seductive older sister (Mifuyu)
>Hardass student council prez (Hotaru)

We're still missing some boxes, presumably
>Insecure nerdy otaku
>Kuudere
>Little sister
>Mature lady (Probably our sensei?)
>Short tempered ojou

>>4314700
That's why I wrote "currently"

>>4314148
Congratulate her

>>4314148
“Another job well done, Minami!” You give Karin a round of applause for her successful intervention of the conflict.

“Thanks, Hasome.” She chuckles heartily and turns to give Chihaya a good rub on the head, much to his dismay. “See, isn’t it much better to be friends? Hm?”
“Aaargh! Let go of me, you baboon!”
Not one to take kindly to being restrained, Chihaya begins waving his arms in protest while hurling insult after insult at . However, his efforts prove futile against the much more fit and better tempered Karin, who brushes them off like nothing.
“Oh, don’t be like that, Seto! There’s no need to be so angry!”

While watching the bratty Chihaya being put in his place is certainly entertaining, you do sort of want a third-party opinion on the very peculiar topic of contention earlier.
“Say, Minami, did you hear what Seto and the other guy was arguing over?”

“No, what is it?”

“It was about some… men in digital little girl bodysuits? ” You do your best to recall the crash course on the topic Chihaya gave you earlier. “Something about getting turned on by these folks being gay… I think.”

While you’re sure you’ve missed a few points, you think you have delivered the general essence of the argument intact. Probably.

The moment you finish your words, you notice Karin’s jolly expression shifting into one of wide-eyed shock and bewilderment.
“What?” Her hand slips from Chihaya’s shoulder as her mind struggles to digest the information, not unlike yourself moments prior. Ceasing the opportunity, Chihaya quickly slips out of Karin’s grasp and storms off to his seat, smokes of anger still lingering above his head. He probably wouldn’t want to get anywhere close to Karin for a while now.

“Whaaaat?”

“Yeah, I don’t really get it either…”

With neither of you having sufficient grasp on the topic, you decide it is best to leave it at that and move on.
“So… How’s Maeda? Didn’t see him around.” The absence of her long time friend, Shinichi Maeda, made you raise a questioning brow. If the previous year in the same class has told you anything, it’s that wherever Karin is, Shinichi would always be in her proximity on lookout, keeping her out of trouble.
“Oh, he’s in class C.” She lowers her head with a sigh and replies in a slightly deflated tone. “Looks like the administration took extra steps in shattering our old class.”
“I could tell.” You reply in kind, taking another look around the room. Other than Chihaya, Karin and yourself, the only other classmates from your previous year’s were the two athletes Karin was speaking to earlier and three other girls- none of whom you were really acquainted with.
You couldn’t help but wonder how your other pals from last year are doing...

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>>4318456
*Ding! Ding! Ding!*

The bell of the first lesson brings both Karin and you back to reality.

“Ah shet, there goes the bell!” Karin snaps back to her usual self and points right at your bag. “Hasome, have you found a seat yet?”

“Uh...Not yet.”
Delving head first into Chihaya’s antics has made you forget the very first thing you should be doing on the first day of school.
“Well, too late for the best seats!” Karin chirps as you eye across the classroom for vacant spots.
“Windows, back rows… wow, even the front row’s filled!”
That leaves only a few seats in the middle row to pick from- either the one hugging the wall, or the one right in the center. Instinctively, you set your eyes on the former.

“I think I’ve found one.”
“Well, better hurry up before someone decides to move there!”
Karin cheerily urges you into action, followed by a powerful slap on your back.
“Didn’t sleep well last night did you, Hasome? That should do the trick!”
While you do not enjoy being smacked, you find it impossible to get mad at Karin- her kindness simply shines too brightly in her smile.

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>>4318460
“Argh…”
You can’t help but let out a soft groan as you shuffle towards the seemingly vacant seat of your choice. It appears that the side effects of your late night escapades are not only obvious to any bystander, but also has made doing practically everything more physically draining. Perhaps you really should consider napping your way through the morning lessons...

Upon reaching the seat, you check for signs for it may have already been occupied. While you find none, it is still better to double check with the surrounding occupants to make sure the spot is truly empty.
Your immediate attention shifts to the student sitting right behind you - the foreign looking girl with long, pale purple pigtails you noticed earlier.
Her rosy white complexion, narrow nose with a high bridge and full lips with rounded cupid’s bow give her a definitively caucasian appearance, the only student in this class with such features. Propping her head up with her right hand, she sits quietly in her seat, with no one but the notebook on her desk to keep her company. Though her doll-like lavender eyes seem to be focusing on something at a distance, the vacancy of her stare proves that she’s likely just spacing out.

You do have a vague idea of who she is, though unlike Karin or Chihaya who you were classmates with, you only know this girl by proxy- more specifically, from Yukari.
Going by the name ‘Michiru’, you know her as Yukari’s training partner in the girl’s swimming club, as well as one of Yukari’s few friends who she is willing to spend after school hours and weekends with.
However, due to Yukari preferring to keep her different social circles as separate as possible, you haven’t gotten the opportunity to engage in any interaction with the girl during the past year. From what you’ve heard, she comes across as timid and passive to strangers, while rather...eccentric to those she is acquainted with.

Since you will be classmates for the coming year, perhaps you can use this chance to familiarize yourselves?

>Maybe later. Just ask her about the vacancy of the seat for now.
>Try to greet her in English. Your language skills may be a bit rusty though...
>Try cracking a joke. In Engrish.
>Ask her about the notebook

>>4318462
>Try cracking a joke. In Engrish.

>>4318462
>Try cracking a joke. In Engrish.

>>4318462
>Ask her about the notebook

>>4318462
>>Try cracking a joke. In Engrish.
is the seat taken? Is she?

>>4318462
for convenience’s sake we will use brackets like these <> to represent other languages

You decide to crack a little joke to break the ice.

<Halo, Iz diz seeto teyken?> You deliver the line with a deliberately thick accent, in an attempt to sound comical.

“Huh?”
Nevertheless, the approach has successfully captured Michiru’s attention, albeit she is looking more puzzled than entertained.

<Aa yuu?>
Your half hearted attempt at a joke comes out a bit… less well than you hope.

<Eh, No…?> She at first shows nothing beyond confusion, as if the joke had flown right past her head. Michiru stares at you for a good long while before a realization dawns upon her.
“W-what are you saying!?” She exclaims bashfully as she buries her flushing face in both palms, finally getting the intended joke. While you were anticipating some level of shyness based on Yukari’s accounts, you are quite shocked by the magnitude of Michiru’s reaction. That, in turn, made you rather uncertain of how to proceed.

“Wait... You’re Hasome-kun, right?” Much to your surprise, this time Michiru is the one to pick up the exchange. She appears to have recognized you as well, shyly mumbling her words as she peeks at you from the gaps between her fingers like a frightened child watching a horror film.

“That’s right. Nice to meet you-”

“Yo-you are not at all like how Yukari-chan described…” She stutters, before once again shying away into the defensive pose like a startled snail.

“Um, sure…?”
That was not at all the response you were expecting, though her words do make you wonder what remarks Yukari has made about you when you’re not present.
Regardless, the fact that no one comes to contend with you for the seat likely means that it is yours now.

As you finish unloading your bag and prepare to hang it on the side of your chair, you notice Michiru scribbling onto the notebook right in front of her.
“Hasome-kun…chyara-type, uke...” You hear her murmuring under her breath as she works on her notes. You are half tempted to ask her what those notes are for, but right as the thought flashes past your mind, she lifts her head and her gaze meets with yours.
In haste, Michiru throws herself onto her notes, pressing the book tightly under her upper torso like she was guarding some treasure.
“Er, um…”
“I-IT’S NOTHING!” Her already relatively high pitched voice suddenly beams up several decibels. Whatever those notes might be, you are now certain that it must be incredibly private, though in that case… Why was your name on it?

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>>4323781
“Good Mooooorning 2B!”
Your interest in her notes is abruptly interrupted when a loud, uplifting voice crash lands into the classroom, garnering the immediate attention of everyone in the room.
A tall, burly man in his late twenties, donning a proper suit and suspenders walks in from the front door. His curly, blonde hair and stylish spectacles give him a youthful appearance, while his undoubtedly old-fashioned and professional apparel conveys a sense of maturity. With a voice as robust as his figure, the first greeting from this man is a roar so loud you doubt if the whole building is alerted of his presence.

“I am Ryota Hasegawa, your homeroom teacher for this year!”
He finishes with an ear to ear smile so wide you can see his impeccable teeth so white you swear you see them glimmer.

“Now let’s see…”
He opens up the folder in his hands and takes a look at its contents while fixing his glasses. Walking up to the teacher’s desk in the front of the classroom, he scans it for quite a few seconds before allowing the smile to return on his face.
“33 huh? Looks like everyone’s here.”
With a confident remark, the sensei clears his throat and begins addressing the class.
“Why don’t we start with some introduction? Since I know everyone hates this, let’s start with...me!”
In a sharp contrast to his professional image, Sensei’s attitude is rather easy going and laid back- an attribute many in the class seems to greatly welcome.
“Anyone got something they wanna ask sensei? Come on, don’t be shy!”
“Sensei, do you have a girlfriend?” A female student raises an arm and asks enthusiastically.
“Maybe?” He lets out a genuine smirk, purposely keeping the topic a secret.

Despite Sensei’s bright and optimistic attitude, you find yourself unable to get invested with the homeroom game… not with these weights on your eyelids. Perhaps you should use this chance to take a rest-

“W-what about a boyfriend!?”

The entire class, including sensei, instantly trains their attention towards the source of such outlandish inquiry, which happens to be...Michiru. The eyes of everyone in the room weighs heavily on the bashful girl, causing her cheeks to quickly flush pink, then bright red. Soon after, you see her hurriedly squirm back into her seat, burying her face deep under her arm’s cover.

“That’s… very progressive! But as before, no comment!”
Despite the implications of such a question, sensei ultimately laughs it off as merely a joke after a moment of incredulity.

As much as you find the sudden boldness in Michiru’s actions rather strange, your mind’s capacity to further contemplate is quickly deteriorating with the lack of caffeine...

>doze off… along the rest of the morning class (opens up more options during lunchtime)
>bear it through and pay attention, maybe you’d learn a thing or two(+ Intellect)
>message some of your old pals and see how they’re doing (+ Social)

>>4323785
>doze off… along the rest of the morning class (opens up more options during lunchtime)

>>4323781
Ooooh! We MUST break her out of her shell, show her the wonders of NON-FORBIDDEN LOVE and compensate for all the psychological complexes Yukari endowed us with by behaving in a jaunty and dominating manner, using Michiru as a vehicle for unloading our repressed frustration towards Yukari and doubt in our masculinity while she's thinking we actually like her for who she is. It'll be fun!

>>4323785
>message some of your old pals and see how they’re doing (+ Social)

>>4323785
>>message some of your old pals and see how they’re doing (+ Social)

>>4323785
>doze off… along the rest of the morning class (opens up more options during lunchtime)

>>4323785
>doze off… along the rest of the morning class (opens up more options during lunchtime)

>>4323844
I don't think it's nice to deliberately sabotage their friendship like that. Providing that they are actually friends and not a boss-henchman dynamic.

>>4324909
I wasn't even talking about sabotaging friendships, nor anything deliberate.
But you're right that it's not nice. It was a sarcastic proposition

Eh, screw it. This is the first day of school, meaning it’s unlikely for the classes to contain anything substantial. You might as well use this time to recharge as much as possible.
With your mind and body agreeing unanimously to the decision, you shut your eyelids and allow your head to drape down like the branches of a willow, all the while remaining sitting up.

Slowly, the noises around you grow ever so distant as your mind drifts away...

Zzz
Zzz…

*rustle rustle*

Seemingly out of nowhere, you feel a tingling sensation on the top of your head, alongside a nameless pressure blanketing your entire upper body, as if something is pressing down on you.
You are not sure what may have caused such disturbance, but you do know it’s becoming a nuisance to your nap. Reflexively, you lift your right hand in an attempt to remove the object or objects disrupting your rest-

*CLING!* *Cam!* *click! click!*

What follows is a cacophony of noises - more specifically, the sound of a random assortment of objects hitting the floor in rapid succession. While the pressure on your body has lifted, the string of sharp clamouring has all but violently banished the drowsiness within you.

“Wha-!?”

Your head prop up straight as your eyes frantically dart left and right in effort to find out what is going on, only to be met by the concentrated chorus of laughter of your peers all around you. Right when panic is about to set in, you feel a firm but gentle pat on your shoulder, accompanied by a soothing, familiar voice.

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>>4333228
“Hold still, Senki.”

“A-Akira?” Rubbing your eyes, you quickly identify the person behind the voice- the spectacled male student standing to the left of your seat, whose concerned demeanor made him stand out amongst the laughing crowd.
“Wh-what’s going on?”
“It appears Seto has taken a liking to stacking things on top of you while you slept.” Your friend pushes his glasses as he gestures at the stack of common classroom items lined up on your table, before picking off a paperclip dangling in your hair. “I took the liberty of removing some of the items stacked on top of your back.”
“Um, thanks…”
“Not just yet.” He produces a broom and a dustpan, then points them at the odds and ends scattered around your seat by your awakening. “We’ve got some cleaning up to do.”

“Right.”
You take the broom and join Akira in the cleaning effort, but not before taking a good, long look at the dissipating crowd around your seat in effort to spot the culprit behind the mess. Unfortunately, the mischievous little bastard remains nowhere to be seen.
You then shift your gaze towards your friend, busy picking off pens and 2B pencils spilled on the ground from their opened boxes. Like a direct opposite of your at times overly casual outlook, Akira consistently maintains a focused, diligent yet modestly amicable demeanor - an attitude that gained him much favor from his mentors and respect from his peers.
The attitude translates to his general appearance as well - unlike your bird’s nest of a hair and sorry insomniac state, his curled, dark black hair glistens with life while his sharp, grey eyes brim with vigor.

Even with his sleeves rolled up and his knees on the ground for cleaning, his actions carry a certain grace that keeps his uniform as spotless as one freshly laundered and ironed.
If anything, Akira Uchida perfectly encapsulates the term “gentleman”

“Haven’t had your coffee today?”
“Yeah... forgot my wallet.” You admit with a low grumble as you brush the broken chalk pieces, paperclips and staples into the dustpan. “Didn’t catch much sleep last night, and left in a bit of a hurry this morning...”
“In that case, should you try to catch some more rest?”
“Nah, I’m fine.”
Feeling energized from the long nap aside, even if you do want to nap a bit longer, you wouldn’t want to do it anywhere near Chihaya. Speaking of being around, where could that cuntish manlet have gone? Moreover, you swear you didn’t see Akira here when class started…

“Wait, Akira, you’re in Class B as well? Where were you sitting?”

“Why, no. I’m in class A, with Yae-san, Fukuhara-san, and that fine young lady over there.”

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>>4333230
He gestures towards the figure behind you, to which you track your eyes with and turns around. Standing next to the seat behind you, the girl he is referring to is another one of your old classmates from last year - Sakura Konishi.

With typically oreintal features alongside a long, smooth hime cut adorned with a hand-made floral hair clip, Sakura contrasts sharply with the foreign looking Michiru she is chatting with.
Interestingly enough, it was their mutual friendship with Yukari that brought them together.

“Good day, Hasome-san. Ankh wedja seneb.”
Noticing the attention she garners from you, Sakura turns to face you to give you a greeting, her tone soft and poised.
“Y...You too, Konishi-san…” You return the pleasantries, at the same time puzzled by the Martian-sounding greeting she gave. While possessing the image of an archetypical Yamato-nadeshiko from a highly traditional household, Sakura is also an amazingly well read and adaptable individual, frequently mixing quotes from literary works or old dialects in her day to day vocabulary. However, this has also made approaching and conversing with her difficult… without the entire exchange turning into her explaining every word she says, that is.
It almost seems like Yukari has a special fondness over befriending peculiar folks...

As much as you enjoy seeing more familiar faces, the presence of both of them brings out a whole different question in your head.
“Wait… What are you doing here then?” You snap right back to your friend “When’s the next...”
“In about an hour, after the lunch break.” He answers calmingly as he picks off the last pieces of paper scattered on the ground. “Once we’re done here, where would you like to eat?”

…

>Right, let’s eat here
>I’ve got to go find Yukari
>In the yard, I need some sunlight
>We need to find a more seclude spot

>>4333234
>In the yard, I need some sunlight

>>4333234
>>I’ve got to go find Yukari

>>4333234
>I’ve got to go find Yukari

>>4333234
>I’ve got to go find Yukari

>>4333234
>I’ve got to go find Yukari

>>4333356
>>4334277
>>4335044
>>4335091
Siiiiiimps

>>4335167
Not really simping when the girl actually likes him.
Also, we're also building rapport with her two henchmen

>>4336713
If that was her "liking" us, I shudder to imagine what she does to people she actually dislikes.

>>4336717
hell hath no fury like a woman scorned

>>4333234
>I’ve got to go find Yukari

>>4333230
Oh boy, it's Joker. Quick, hide your waifus or he will steal their hearts!

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>>4333234
“I’ve got to go find Yukari.” You give your back a stretch as you set aside the now filled dustpan. The small exchange with her about staying in touch before heading to class is fresh in your head. It feels somewhat inappropriate to not pay her a visit after your radio silence during the morning lessons.

“Akria, you coming?”

“Unfortunately, I may have to turn down that offer.” He shakes his head, though you have somewhat expected this response, if his interactions with Yukari in the past year are anything to go by. Yukari has always been fiercely competitive in academics, and tends to maintain a rather hostile attitude towards those who she sees as ‘competitors’. As another contender for the top student in the same class, Akira has long been perceived as a rival in her eyes- and in Yukari’s words, she would ‘rather not mingle with the enemy’.

“I’m sure Yae-san will appreciate your company much more than mine.” He replies with a reassuring pat on your shoulder before once again gesturing towards “Perhaps Konishi-san can help you get hold of her whereabouts.”

“Right, thanks. See you later then.” You give your friend a grateful nod before turning your attention to the two girls chatting in the seat behind yours.
As far as you are aware, Yukari tends to eat lunch with her small group of friends, but usually not in the classroom. The location to which they spend their lunch break together differ from time to time, where one could only know of the day’s destination by being invited to join.
In your case, you will just have to invite yourself.

“Konishi-san?”

“Yes?”
Sakura paused her conversation with her friend as she glanced at you with pale red beady eyes. As per usual, she is polite and soft-spoken, yet barely showing any emotions in her eyes. Which does remind you- despite your mutual friendship with Yukari, the two of you are only vaguely acquainted with each other. Not to mention, you are almost a complete stranger to Yukari’s other friend, Michiru.
Perhaps you can use this opportunity to know them better...

>“I, um, I’ve got some things to discuss with Yukari. I was wondering if you know where she is?”
>”May I join you for lunch? As Yukari's friend, I wish to know you better too.”
>”Pardon for intruding, but I wish to ask Michiru-san about what I missed out during class over lunch, if that’s okay with her”

>>4339551
Alright, this will be the last post for this thread
Thanks everyone for participating! Next thread should be up some time next week, after we're done with the next bit.
See you soon!

>>4339551
>“I, um, I’ve got some things to discuss with Yukari. I was wondering if you know where she is?”
>>4339555
Thanks for running QM(s)!

>>4339551
>May I join you for lunch? As Yukari's friend, I wish to know you better too

>>4339551
>“I, um, I’ve got some things to discuss with Yukari. I was wondering if you know where she is?”