![]() ![]() He wanted the freedom that I’d always had. ![]() When we were growing up, our parents had always given me whatever I asked for-but he had never received the same treatment. I said that because I knew the real reason he had turned into such a punk. “Just try it! You don’t have to commit to liking it.” It was a dating simulator, the kind where you get to go on dates with cute girls. He was always scowling and mouthing off to everyone, but I had an ingenious plan up my sleeve: I suggested he try playing a game, a popular one. For a little while, the whole family was miserable.īut then a savior appeared to save the day: me! ![]() He got worn out with all the studying and turned into a troubled teen, dying his hair and yelling obscenities around the house. Instead they sent my brother to a famous prep-school in an effort to “secure his future.” But the pressure was too much for him. My parents know this about me, and so they gave up on me early on. Ever since I first became interested in video games and anime and other Otaku past-times, I’ve given them more of my time than I give my actual studies. I’m also aware that I am more of a nerd than the rest of my classmates. My name is Naofumi Iwatani, and I’m a sophomore in college. I’d gone to the library to do a bit of reading. ![]()
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