I would've enjoyed this way more if Chihiro's shiny, new asshole attitude got his childhood friend to leave him. Maybe realized being a douche bag is only cute until people don't have to hang out with you five times a week (more actually, since it's a dorm high school), and then matured a bit on his own.
I dislike that he received no punishment at all and learned nothing from being...well, from being a raging prick. Which isn't even touching how rushed the plot was in chapter four.
Echo Jiro: FUCK I'M FRESH OUT OF IDEAS
Editor: Um, you kind of need to put something out soon so maybe try brainstorming?
Echo: NOPE, IVE GOT NOTHING, HELP
Editor: *looks around the room* I don't know, uh, there's some mistletoe, maybe a cute high school drama where they kiss under mistletoe and a relationship slowly grows from ther-"
Echo: WAIT NO, I HAVE AN IDEA, I'LL WRITE ABOUT SANTA
Editor: What.
Echo: SANTA GETTING FUCKED. BOOM, CASH MONEY.
(≧∀≦)(≧∀≦)
Echo: by his reindeers!
Editor: Nope. Too far. Let's back a little.
Echo: okay. By a naughty 'big boy'
Editor: fine.
Echo: I mean really biggg... HUGGEEE.
Editor: Huh?
Actually this seems to be a dojinshi(work self-published by author) so probably there's no editor? The last page is the usual dojinshi style end-cover warning us not to put the work on auction (which you don't see on regular published works).
Lol, perfect
Ginger's like, "Let's make a truth serum y'all, it's the only way."
"Can't tell Rum I like him bc I MUST KNOW IF HE LIKES ME FIRST SO THAT I FEEL CONFIDENT IN ASKING"
I'm in the corner in the meantime just like, "holy shit this is a crush spanning more than a century, how have you not grown a backbone in that time?"
There's a lot I could say and even more I wanna say... but y'all, I gotta take a minute because compadre just cracked a phone- like, the actual phone, not just the glass- with his bare hands.
I see the creeper-pedo being his creeper self but a *phone*. With his bare hands. Please.
"And I know that makes no sense so let me throw in a lot of science-y sounding shit so that you think it should make sense..but it still doesn't and you're more confused. Lemme just give you the short version: The universe told time it needed some of that sweet, sweet, incest smut and boom, here we are."
I'm sitting here fully aware that sometimes, *sometimes*, Harada writes fluff. Yet and still, I'm still expecting meteors to fall out of the sky and kill the MC, or someone to be a stalker, or a murderer, I don't even know.
The moment I see "Harada" I'm waiting for some fucked up shit to go down right until the stories complete. Then I have to reread it to properly appreciate the lack of horror.
But staring someone down in lieu of conversation *and* expecting them to somehow know what you're thinking is just...
well, just insane. I'm intrigued because they both fell into bed (couch?) without so much as a thought but
after a month
you're in love with someone you saw once
and fully expect them to understand your reasoning?
But he does have some communication problems and as he is living alone, not having friends to talk to( I imagine) and being his antisocial self...well shrugs* he might have lost some of his reasoning ability.
While I'm just in the corner like, "I guess there have to be people for clingy, paranoid, untrusting people too."
I'm not sure how exactly to tell the mods they posted a repeat of Lover Boy but this.... isn't one piece.
Like at all.
So.