MISHA: "Hicchan, Shicchan wants you to know that you are taking too long to make a move.
#Katawa shoujo game of risk attack or defend how to#
Halfway into the game, while I try to ponder how to defend against Shizune's assault from two fronts, she breaks my concentration by drumming her fingers on the table to get my attention." I start feeling more competitive than I intended to be when I agreed to this. Shizune's aggressiveness is rubbing off onto me. After Misha spends a little too long for her liking running through the basics with a somewhat vague and confusing tutorial, Shizune cuts in and declares the game has started with a decisive motion, slicing her arm through the air. Actually, this looks kind of interesting. NARRATOR: "While Misha is talking, Shizune takes out what looks like a board game from behind one of the filing cabinets and throws it on the table. MISHA: "Hicchan, let's play Risk! Come on, you promised, didn't you? You have to~! Hahaha~! Okay okay okay~! Do you want to know the rules? We can explain to you while we set everything up!" NARRATOR: "Before I manage to ask why that's the case, Shizune claps her hands together very energetically." HISAO: "What do you mean “no”? Does it mean nobody else is coming today?" But the most noticeable thing that this room doesn't have is other people." They could at least put a potted plant in here, or something. Just a couple of filing cabinets and bookshelves stacked with old school records and documents. Extras, perhaps? Aside from the tables and chairs, the room doesn't have much else to offer. There are a few regular desks and chairs stacked to one side, as well. There's a big table in the center surrounded by chairs, and a smaller desk prominently placed in the back that I assume is Shizune's. It's a very plain, sparsely decorated room, although it is quite large, maybe even a little larger than a classroom. NARRATOR: "Shizune opens the door to the student council room. Stop that, I know you heard me you have no excuse, unlike Shizune." NARRATOR: "Misha feigns deafness and hums cheerily. NARRATOR: "Her expression unchanging, Misha signs something amusedly to Shizune, who makes a baffling face and puts her hands behind her back, looking pleased with herself."
MISHA: "That's not true, Hicchan, Shicchan says that when their life is threatened, people have shown the capability to pull off superhuman bursts of speed." HISAO: "What? That's it? This makes you guys being so on top of me seem a little silly." Getting to the student council room is as simple as turning two corners from where we started." For some reason, it just seems like it would be so plausible. I start thinking that when we sit down to play the game, they'll tie me down and torture me until I agree to join the Student Council. NARRATOR: "I don't know, Misha, this all seems a little sinister to me. MISHA: "That's right, we're just going to go play a game of Risk, remember?" MISHA: "Wahahaha! What's wrong, Hicchan?" NARRATOR: "In fact, it makes me feel like a dangerous prisoner being transported to his cell." HISAO: "What's with the escort? This doesn't make me feel very comfortable." Nevertheless, I'm a bit disturbed that enough people have made a break for it in the past that they're on their guard." I feel a little offended, but I'd been considering it. NARRATOR: "After school, Shizune and Misha quickly find me by the first floor lobby and latch onto me, covering each flank in case I might try to escape.