June 1983. Although Rika and the gang are usually trying to fight an inescapable doom, this fragment is full of tricks, traps, and summertime fun!
June 1983. Although Rika and the gang are usually trying to fight an inescapable doom, this fragment is full of tricks, traps, and summertime fun!
Life couldn’t be better for Keiichi Maebara. Sure, not much happens in the sleepy mountain village of Hinamizawa…but in the three short weeks since moving here, he’s already found some amazing new buddies—who are all cute girls! However, when he discovers hints of Hinamizawa’s violent history, his dear companions insist on keeping him in the dark. Keiichi can’t escape his growing unease—will it be enough to shake his faith in his best friends?
Life couldn’t be better for Keiichi Maebara. Sure, not much happens in the sleepy mountain village of Hinamizawa…but in the three short weeks since moving here, he’s already found some amazing new buddies—who are all cute girls! However, when he discovers hints of Hinamizawa’s violent history, his dear companions insist on keeping him in the dark. Keiichi can’t escape his growing unease—will it be enough to shake his faith in his best friends?
Keiichi Maebara has made lots of great friends since moving to Hinamizawa— namely one Satoko Hojo, who’s practically a little sister to him now. When he finds out about her lessthan- stellar home life, he’s determined to help Satoko find her happily ever after! But with the Cotton Drifting Festival in less than a week, Keiichi wonders whether the Satoko he knows will even last until then, or if she will simply drift away like the cotton in the stream…
Keiichi Maebara has made lots of great friends since moving to Hinamizawa— namely one Satoko Hojo, who’s practically a little sister to him now. When he finds out about her lessthan- stellar home life, he’s determined to help Satoko find her happily ever after! But with the Cotton Drifting Festival in less than a week, Keiichi wonders whether the Satoko he knows will even last until then, or if she will simply drift away like the cotton in the stream…