You ever play one of those games where the premise is so thin it’s basically see-through lingerie? This is that. Three women. A schoolgirl who looks like she’s never done a bad thing in her life, a “bad girl” with that permanent smirk, and the older one. The MILF, if we’re being blunt. You pick one and then… money falls from the sky. Your job is to catch it. Miss a bill and she stops taking her clothes off. That’s it. That’s the whole psychological profile of the protagonist right there, a guy who can only get aroused by fiscal responsibility.

The catching mechanic. It’s a little basket you slide left and right. The hitbox feels like it was designed by someone who only vaguely understands the concept of physical objects. I swear a twenty went right through the edge of the basket and the game just decided I didn’t deserve to see a bra come off. The minigame is the whole thing, no story, no dialogue, just this arcade-style strip catch. And the art is that specific kind of unpolished flash look where the lines are a bit too thick and the animation is just two frames. A slide, a pop. It’s almost nostalgic, like finding a weird CD-R from 2004 but you’re in a browser.

The striptease itself is… fine? It’s exactly what you’d expect. The student one, her uniform disappears piece by piece in a way that’s more clinical than erotic. I found myself focusing more on not dropping the cash than on her, which maybe says something about my priorities or the game’s failure to be truly distracting. The MILF character has this look on her face like she’s judging your catching skills. And she should. I missed a coin once and she just stopped, mid-blouse removal, and I felt a genuine, stupid flash of shame. Why is the money falling? Who is throwing it? Is this some kind of bizarre economic ritual? Don’t think about it. Just catch the green paper. Don’t miss. She’s waiting. And honestly, that judgmental stare is the most engaging part of the whole thing.