Is that a serious question? Of course she is.
>Tsundere by day
>Terrorist by night
Weak tsun, bland and forgettable dere that only happens in her mind, because Touma couldn't care less about how she feels for him. No substantial development either, even after realizing that she likes him, she keeps switching between tsun and dere for comedy purposes. Well, what can one expect from a tsundere whose affection is absolutely onesided and doesn't play an important part in the story.
Definitely. She's among the best.
>no substantial development
>one sided affection
>goes back to tsun for comedy purpose despite having scenes suggesting she is past that
the only opinion in his statement was that her dere moments are bland and forgettable.
>Is Mikoto tsundere?
She's just irrelevant side character.
Being ignored must had hurt his feelings.
I'm still waiting for the inevitable and well deserved beat dowm for Mikoto. Tsundere bitches being treated like they deserve makes my dick hard as fuck.
Even Mine is a vegetable now. C'mon Kamachi.
I'd love to see Mikoto fall for some other guy just as Touma is falling for her and SHE rejects HIM. And it has to be a guy. Shippers, Touma fanboys, and yuri fans all pissed. I'd love it.
Everytime. Even Tuturu was better
>Misakifag really is image dumping
I want to think this is a reverse troll trying to make Misakifags look bad.
I wouldn't say Tohsaka and Chitoge are bad ones, especially Tohsaka. Even as a Tsundere, she genuinely cares about Shirou (somehow) and is really weak-willed to actually hurt him.
As for Chitoge, she's a good character paired with a superbly idiotic MC that doesn't realize her true feelings for him and goes full beta all the time.
Other things on your list like Kurisu, Chidori, and Eri - yeah they're good examples of Tsundere, but as far as I can remember, Kurisu was pretty weak at it compared to Chidori.
Don't think so. Since all Mikoto does is treat him like shit, getting rid of her would be a relief for Touma fans.
If a girl like Misaki or Othinus were to reject him, then you would be right.
Under the table THK’s feet made convulsive movements. He had not stirred from his seat, but in his mind he was running, swiftly running, he was with the crowds outside, cheering himself deaf. He looked up again at the portrait of Mikoto. The colossus that bestrode the world! The rock against which the hordes of Academy City dashed themselves in vain! He thought how ten minutes ago — yes, only ten minutes — there had still been equivocation in his heart as he wondered whether the news from the front would be of victory or defeat. Ah, it was more than a enemy ship that had sunk! Much had changed in him since that first day in the Ministry of Love, but the final, indispensable, healing change had never happened, until this moment.
It was all right. Everything was all right. The struggle was finished. He had won the victory over himself. He loved Mikoto.