Karin Kluepfel

I started Summer Strike with real curiosity. What disappointed me most were all the small inconsistencies that chipped away at the story’s honesty. The heroine claims to seek simplicity and freedom, yet emerges spotless and perfectly styled after a night in a half-broken house. She talks about self-reliance, but gets drunk twice in three episodes and keeps slipping back into her “please use and mistreat me” pattern. These may look like details, but together they make her journey feel hollow. I had hoped for a quiet story about real change, not a polished fantasy about pretending to have one.

(Dropped after episode 3.)
I started with high expectations — rating the first episode 9, the second 8, and the third 7 — before deciding to stop. The steady decline reflects my growing sense that the story lost authenticity and direction.