Yes, I am going to do this. I was planning on holding off until 2nd Season was fully translated but eff it, I can take up two threads with games about chasing high school boys. Right?
Legality note: The Tokimeki Girl’s Side games have never been officially translated into English. To play these games, the best you can do is import the Japanese version of the game, then emulate and use the fan-made English language patch. I would love it if these games would get official releases in the states, but I don’t get to set Konami’s agenda.
So, the Tokimeki series is a huge series of dating games, none of which are pornographic. The Girl’s Side games have you playing a girl through 3 years of high school. This is not a visual novel where you read/listen to lots of dialog and then choose from a couple of options to navigate the story. This is a life sim where you need to choose your classes, afterschool activities, clothes, and friends, go on dates and attend special functions, have a job, compete in mini-games… I’m probably forgetting some stuff.
I’ve played this game twice before, engaging in an inappropriate student-teacher relationship and chasing after the ace basketball player. This time around I am going to go make an artsy, stylish girl. A girl named:
Balls Mahoney. Ok, well, as close as I can get. The game doesn’t allow enough characters to get anywhere close to my standard Killfuck Soulshitter, so Balls it is. It has a system to let you pick syllables so that the guys can say your nickname outloud, but I don’t know moonrunes so I picked randomly. Now they call me Maho when they are speaking, but in the writing it’s all “Ooooh BLS-chan~!”
So the game opens up with a dream sequence where your much younger self is being told a fairytale by a boy with blond hair, and he promises that just like the prince returned for his princess, he will return for you someday. Then you wake up and realize that it’s your first day attending high school and you better get ready. A brief tour shows you all the major areas of the school including…
Kind of familiar? Lady, that was 5 minutes ago.
While investigating this mysterious church you run into someone and…
Oh look, it’s a blond haired boy. His name is Hazuki Kei.
That little icon in the upper right reminds me that I forgot to mention one of the major features of this game. You see, this isn’t just a game about wooing high school boys. This is a game about touching high school boys. You are periodically given opportunities to use the DS stylus to stroke your 2D boyfriend and watch him blush and object while hearts fly out of him. It’s possible to touch him too inappropriately and make him mad, so you have to really think about the ways in which you are going to molest each high school boy.
Blah blah entrance ceremony and I get to meet my new BFF for this playthrough, a cheerleader named Fujii Natsumi. She lets me know that Hazuki is basically the school idol, being smart, good at sports, and a well-known model. She doesn’t like him because he’s got a bad personality.
Then you meet your homeroom teacher, Himuro. You can get him, which is the first route I ever did because hey! Closer to my age is less sad, right? Also, he’s the sexy glasses character who wears suits. Also, he drives a Mazerati on a high school teacher’s salary? Something is wrong there. Anyway, enough about strict, sexy Himuro, I am ignoring him this playthrough. Totally ignoring him. I swear.
No incest. This little brat is your obnoxious playboy little brother, sexual predator of the preteen set. He is very, very concerned that you will grow up to be a lonely old cat lady and he will have to spend some of his playing around with women money to support you, so he stalks all your boyfriends to find out their birthdays, phone numbers, and how much they like you. He comes by occasionally to remind you that NO ONE LOVES YOU, YOU ARE DOING THIS WHOLE BOYTOUCHING THING WRONG.
Well, that finishes up the introduction. Since we’re limited to 4 images per post, I will be posting every time I have 4 screenshots I want to use, I guess.