On the flipside, they found a plausible use for VR.
Summer Lesson is one of those things that are so Japanese, they’ll literally never leave Japan. It is literally one giant octopus away from explaining why Japan is a greying nation. The next step would, naturally, be sex robots.
Summer Lesson is a Playstation VR game where you tutor young, presumably teenage, girls. They’re apparently so vacuous, I’m surprised you don’t have to teach them how to breathe. It’s the sort of game Japanese perverts love; Shadman, on the other hand, would only like it if the girls were 10 years younger. It’s like Seaman, minus the novelty and plus waifus. As a matter of fact, the more I look into the game, the less appealing it is to me. Low bar, I know, since I didn’t really care to begin with.
The thing that actually catches my ire, however, is Summer Lesson’s pricing. The base game is roughly equivalent to $27 in Yen. Reasonable. But there’s a version with a bunch of otherwise unavailable DLC (or at least I think, I’m not putting much legwork into this) that costs 8,320 yen ( about $76!). Remind me, isn’t shit like this supposed to sell people on VR? Only an idiot would pay that much money to sit there with a non-existent girl and teach her remedial math. And then take off the headset and realize that you’re in an empty room and nobody will ever love you.
I mean, shit, if Summer Lesson seems like your type of thing there’s other options. Princess Maker is practically the same thing, only it’s an actual game. And, as I recall, has consequences for screwing things up. I suppose my point is, if you’re an incorrigible weeb, you have better choices.
I’ve never played Summer Lesson, and I probably never will. I just wrote an entire article filtered through apathy. They did put that processing power to work on those environments though. Good on them.
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