Minami-ke – 06
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A fateful turn of events in the classroom gains our hero(ine) Makoto entrance into the holy sanctum of the Minami house.
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A fateful turn of events in the classroom gains our hero(ine) Makoto entrance into the holy sanctum of the Minami house.
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Mao is hiding a deep, dark secret of her past. Her constant and unwavering aversion for studying has continued to confuse those around her, especially those that knew of her intense study habits years ago.
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Summer vacation has finally rolled around – and when summer happens in anime, that usually involves hot weather, leading to a craving of large bodies of water, leading to showcases of various swimsuit styles and breast sizes.
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One of the things some of the more hardcore clubs like to do during the summer is to go on a training camp – we saw it in shows like Kenshin and Prince of Tennis, two of the most hardcore shows of all time, and now they are passing the torch onto Sketchbook’s art club.
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Since the weather is so hot, the sisters decide to go to the beach, much to my delight. First order of business: swimsuits! The girls haven’t been to the beach in a couple years, so their old swimsuits didn’t fit too well, much to my delight once more.
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Sometime in the obscure past, Kouichi and Kazuki are watching Mao-oneesan on the swings. They’re entranced by her bravery as she stands on the swing, going higher and higher. Almost! Just a little higher and I can see up her skirt!
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Appropriately less censor-worthy scenes for an episode of considerably higher levels of seriousness and even higher levels of “wait, am I watching this show for the drama or the lolis?” doubtfulness.
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One day after school, a man lay sitting,
Outside the Minami-ke door, depressed enough to start wrist slitting.
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You know what makes this not a harem anime? The male leads are total morons to the nth degree, something not even Makoto managed to pull off.