I’m sure I’ve said this before but I LOVE this manga!
I was actually pleasantly surprised to get another volume so soon. This series just brightens my day. Every volume is hilarious to me.
In volume eight, we get some more great Wakamatsu/Seo interaction (?) made even more interesting by the inclusion of Seo’s older brother to really just screw things up. Misunderstandings abound (hilariously). We also get some super cute scenes with Hori and Kashima.
And I will never tire of Mikoshiba’s love of dating sims.
All in all, adorable and wonderful volume. Sakura still has her work cut out for her, but it’s all good.
I can’t believe we’re already to volume 22! Just when I was wondering if twenty-two was too many volumes, this one came along and just kicked ass. I hope this series gets an anime someday because some of the characters do look a bit similar and are easily confused and I think being animated would remedy that.
This is my favorite volume in a while because it felt like progress was made and a lot of things got cleared up (finally). At the same time, Izumi Tsubaki’s humorous style shone throughout.
It’s been a very goofy and somewhat meandering series but I still really like it and volume 22 reminded me of so many of the reasons why I kept with it for this many volumes. Also, this book has the subtitle: The Story of Miyabi Hanabusa…so enjoy!
Longtime readers of this blog might remember how much I LOVED “Monthly Girls’ Nozaki-kun” when the anime aired. For new readers: it was one of my favorite shows of the season. So of course I picked up the manga when it was released in English.
What impressed me with this particular volume is that we’re seven books into the series of what’s (mostly) a four-panel comic and it just keeps getting funnier. Don’t get me wrong–I love it and don’t want it to end, but every time I preorder the next volume I think, “How long can this keep up? Won’t she run out of funny eventually?” Because while I’d hate for it to end, I’d hate even more for it to be forced to continue and become drab and awkward.
Judging by volume 7, however, that fear is totally misplaced. The humor keeps getting wilder and more ridiculous and each volume is more entertaining than the one before it.
One thing I can say is that I’m always giddy to get the latest volume. No matter how foul of a mood I’m in or how stressed out I may be when I crack open the cover, by the time I finish that last page I’m all smiles and just wishing for more. (Actually, I’m usually all smiles by page two.)