"I'm dreaming tonight of a place I love even more than I usually do."
And for the last installment of my initial play through of "Hatoful Boyfriend"! Do I get the feathered love of my life? Do I get a bad ending?
So I started the final stretch by finding the old ID of some upper classman I didn't know. I dutifully brought it to Homeroom teacher.
Really? Is this a new plot line that we're about to start?
...nope. I guess I didn't have enough whatever points I needed to have that flesh out into anything more. How disappointing. At least there's a school festival now. Maybe something will come from that.
RUN, STATHAM, RUN.
Once again, I was told that I wouldn't be needed and that I could go exploring during my time off only to be stopped by Ryouta the Pigeon in a maid outfit. I guess my focusing entirely on pleasing Okosan has kept me from being able to follow other plot threads.
BUT WHO NEEDS THEM, RIGHT?
This is what I'm talking about-- more time with Okosan!
Uhm. Why is the doctor here?
STEROIDS?! WE HAVE A HORRIBLE ADVISOR, THEN.
At least Okosan is adamant in his refusal of such things.
Granted, he peer pressured Katiria Statham into eating a two month supply of supplements last semester, but he won't touch steroids. Gotta respect that pigeon.
JUST SAY NO, OKOSAN.
Wait, what?
...why am I suddenly reminded of "1984"?
*SIIIIIIIGH*
As I've already established, I'm doing what it takes to win Okosan's undying affection. Of course I drank the strange steroid drink brought over by the rapist school doctor. Who wouldn't in my situation?
Well, Dr. Sakurazuka killed me. I hope you're happy, Okosan. I DID THIS FOR US!
I'M SO GLAD YOU'RE HAPPY. REALLY I AM.
...hm. Maybe that wasn't so bad after all. Apparently I didn't die and gained the wisdom necessary to continue cutting math class.
THANKS, STEROIDS!
I took my near death experience to speak to Okosan about the important things in life, namely where he thought we were going with our relationship.
Well, and about pudding. The dove's obsessed with the stuff.
Uhhh...the cafeteria? That's where there was some before.
I said grocery store, as I foresee them having a larger selection so my boyfriend can find his goddamn pudding. He raced his ass off at the mere mention of looking at a grocery store and returned very emotional.
...telling me that I was a liar, they didn't have it, oh, and:
D:
Following that tense interaction, Okosan stormed off and I went on my way, a broken woman.
Seriously, my house sucks.
Sparkle on, rock doves.
So I show up for track the next day and find Okosan alone in the club room. It seems he's forgiven me, but his behavior is slightly worrying.
Why don't you just take the beans you're always eating and make pudding? Just a suggestion.
Statham asked if he was going on a hike.
What? COME ON, DUDE. THAT WOULD MAKE IT REALLY HARD FOR ME TO MAKE YOU MY BOYFRIEND.
Also, that. I guess he kinda is the failure student of the lot, huh?
Hm. Tough choice. However, I said I was gonna do what it took to get his ending, so BY GOLLY, IF HE WANTS TO DROP OUT, I WILL FOLLOW HIS EXAMPLE.
I mean, it's a big deal that I got into this school too, what with being a human female and all, but clearly it's worth throwing away to be with you Okosan. I'm sure you feel the same way and are moved by my expression of love.
God damn you.
Hm? What? That's it? That's how it ends if you go with Okosan? Huh.
Well, I guess I dropped out of bird school and spent the rest of my days with a stupid pigeon looking for magical pudding. What would have happened if I'd just let him do his thing and waited for his return?
Your...totally not asinine dreams.
Hm.
Oh, wait! That's not the end this time! The game goes on!
...what?
What.
....WELL THEN. I guess dropping out of school to run off and look for pudding with Okosan was the best possible outcome in this situation. :[
So I started the final stretch by finding the old ID of some upper classman I didn't know. I dutifully brought it to Homeroom teacher.
Really? Is this a new plot line that we're about to start?
...nope. I guess I didn't have enough whatever points I needed to have that flesh out into anything more. How disappointing. At least there's a school festival now. Maybe something will come from that.
RUN, STATHAM, RUN.
Once again, I was told that I wouldn't be needed and that I could go exploring during my time off only to be stopped by Ryouta the Pigeon in a maid outfit. I guess my focusing entirely on pleasing Okosan has kept me from being able to follow other plot threads.
BUT WHO NEEDS THEM, RIGHT?
This is what I'm talking about-- more time with Okosan!
Uhm. Why is the doctor here?
STEROIDS?! WE HAVE A HORRIBLE ADVISOR, THEN.
At least Okosan is adamant in his refusal of such things.
Granted, he peer pressured Katiria Statham into eating a two month supply of supplements last semester, but he won't touch steroids. Gotta respect that pigeon.
JUST SAY NO, OKOSAN.
Wait, what?
...why am I suddenly reminded of "1984"?
*SIIIIIIIGH*
As I've already established, I'm doing what it takes to win Okosan's undying affection. Of course I drank the strange steroid drink brought over by the rapist school doctor. Who wouldn't in my situation?
Well, Dr. Sakurazuka killed me. I hope you're happy, Okosan. I DID THIS FOR US!
I'M SO GLAD YOU'RE HAPPY. REALLY I AM.
...hm. Maybe that wasn't so bad after all. Apparently I didn't die and gained the wisdom necessary to continue cutting math class.
THANKS, STEROIDS!
I took my near death experience to speak to Okosan about the important things in life, namely where he thought we were going with our relationship.
Well, and about pudding. The dove's obsessed with the stuff.
Uhhh...the cafeteria? That's where there was some before.
I said grocery store, as I foresee them having a larger selection so my boyfriend can find his goddamn pudding. He raced his ass off at the mere mention of looking at a grocery store and returned very emotional.
...telling me that I was a liar, they didn't have it, oh, and:
D:
Following that tense interaction, Okosan stormed off and I went on my way, a broken woman.
Seriously, my house sucks.
Sparkle on, rock doves.
So I show up for track the next day and find Okosan alone in the club room. It seems he's forgiven me, but his behavior is slightly worrying.
Why don't you just take the beans you're always eating and make pudding? Just a suggestion.
Statham asked if he was going on a hike.
What? COME ON, DUDE. THAT WOULD MAKE IT REALLY HARD FOR ME TO MAKE YOU MY BOYFRIEND.
Also, that. I guess he kinda is the failure student of the lot, huh?
Hm. Tough choice. However, I said I was gonna do what it took to get his ending, so BY GOLLY, IF HE WANTS TO DROP OUT, I WILL FOLLOW HIS EXAMPLE.
I mean, it's a big deal that I got into this school too, what with being a human female and all, but clearly it's worth throwing away to be with you Okosan. I'm sure you feel the same way and are moved by my expression of love.
God damn you.
Hm? What? That's it? That's how it ends if you go with Okosan? Huh.
Well, I guess I dropped out of bird school and spent the rest of my days with a stupid pigeon looking for magical pudding. What would have happened if I'd just let him do his thing and waited for his return?
Your...totally not asinine dreams.
Hm.
Oh, wait! That's not the end this time! The game goes on!
...what?
What.
....WELL THEN. I guess dropping out of school to run off and look for pudding with Okosan was the best possible outcome in this situation. :[