The whole thing feels like someone made a hentai game in MS Paint after chugging four Red Bulls and forgetting what anatomy is. I mean that as a compliment. Sort of. You're the mayor now because a virus killed everyone else on the city council. Convenient. The art has that weird charm where one boob is bigger than the other and a character's neck just... disappears in certain CGs. I couldn't stop clicking.

My first decree as supreme leader was basically "pants are illegal" and nobody stopped me. There's this survival meter thing ticking down while you're trying to corrupt every woman in the city. Makes no sense. I'm hoarding canned beans but also somehow convincing the librarian to do unspeakable things in the restricted section. Priorities. The choice system is hilarious because picking the "good" option just means you're a slightly less horny dictator. You still end up with a harem either way. It's like the game is asking "will you be a saint or will you be a degenerate?" and then winks at you because we both know why you're here.

The corruption mechanic is basically a patience test. Click. Click. Click. Watch the bar fill up. I complained to my cat about the UI being clunky and he didn't care. Some scenes trigger out of nowhere and the dialogue reads like it was translated through three different languages then back into English by someone who learned it exclusively from adult visual novels. "Your body is ready for mayor inspection." Actual line. I lost it.

For a visual novel about running a city during a pandemic, the city management part is just... there. A couple buttons. Who cares. I'm too busy unlocking the scene where the nurse discovers her true calling isn't medicine. The absurdity of being a survivor in an apocalypse while arranging my schedule to maximize harem efficiency is the real experience.