Luke's got this whole university thing figured out - or at least he thinks he does. This isn't your typical college romance where some awkward freshman stumbles through dating mishaps. Nah, Luke's been through this rodeo before, literally. Time loops, resets, whatever you want to call it - he's lived his first year over and over until he's basically gaming the system. Now he's ready for what he calls "Phase Two," which sounds way more strategic than it probably should be for a guy just trying to get laid.

The whole premise is pretty wild when you think about it. Luke's essentially become a relationship speedrunner, knowing exactly which buttons to push with each girl. There's this maid cafe setup that becomes central to everything - because of course there is. The game throws you into managing relationships with different girls who each have their own specific kinks and fetishes. One minute you're dealing with some vanilla romance situation, next thing you know you're deep in BDSM territory or watching some serious NTR unfold. The variety is honestly overwhelming sometimes. You've got your classic anime parody characters mixed in too - I spotted what looked like Nico Robin and Boa Hancock variants, which feels both nostalgic and weird at the same time.

What gets me is how the game handles the whole "perfect base" concept Luke keeps talking about. It's like he's treating relationships like some kind of RPG stat management, which... honestly isn't that far from reality if we're being real here. The turn-based combat elements feel randomly thrown in, but somehow work with the overall simulator vibe. There's phone interactions, dating mechanics, and this whole corruption progression system that gets pretty intense. The multiple endings thing means you're constantly second-guessing your choices, wondering if you're optimizing for the right fetish path or missing out on some kinky scenario. Luke might have his advantage, but navigating all these relationship dynamics still feels like controlled chaos.

Everything starts with you being thrown into this weird parallel wizard academy where things look like Harry Potter got drunk, hooked up with some cheap hentai artist and said “yeah, that’s fine.” The old beardy professor, Doubleroar, is gone, snatched by some edgy Dark Seakers, and the Higher Administration of Magic basically says: all *** students are on hold. Which means the campus is suddenly full of girls who are old enough, horny enough, bored enough, and you end up in the director’s chair with way too much power and not enough shame. The game does not rush, it just drops you into this semi-sandbox school where every corridor, tower and hidden room has at least one “oh fuck I shouldn’t be seeing this” moment. I spent like twenty minutes just abusing the voyeur system, peeking into dorms and showers, checking stats like a pervert accountant: “ok, she likes teasing, she likes girls, she hates public stuff, got it.” Then I’d trigger some magic event and suddenly I’m watching two students grind on each other on a couch, full scissoring loop, smooth 3D animation, panties pushed aside, one of them trying to be quiet and failing.

The best parts for me are when you abuse your role as director in a playful way. You call a girl to your office because “her grades are dropping” and five dialog options later she is giving you a lapdance on that ugly armchair that looks like it came from Ikea clearance, your hand on her ass, her tits almost slipping out of the uniform. If you focus your build on domination spells, things get even dirtier. You can cast this little obedience charm and suddenly she is kneeling between your legs, licking slowly, while giving you that half-pissed, half-aroused look that says “I hate that I like this.” Then later you meet the same girl in the courtyard with one of her female friends and they start teasing each other for who sucked you better. That small continuity made me laugh, because I realized the game actually tracks that route and I tested it with a spreadsheet on my second run. There are lesbian-focused paths too, where you barely touch them, just set up situations. I had one chain where I “punished” a girl by making her take dance lessons from a more experienced student. Ten minutes later they are in the club room, grinding, one lifting the other by the leg, deep tribbing on some old sofa, kissing and moaning while you are behind a curtain like a budget perv god. You can join them or just watch and collect a new unlockable animation for the gallery. Odd thing: sometimes the pacing is weird, you do three quests and the reward is just a little groping scene, then suddenly an optional side click opens a full-blown cunnilingus animation with magic glowing around their thighs that looks way better than the “main” story scene. The humor is also all over the place. One moment you read some stupid joke about magic paperwork, the next you are tongue deep in a student’s pussy in the library, her legs on your shoulders, books flying around because of a wild enchantment, and she is trying not to scream because other students are right behind the shelves. I liked that the MC can be a smug asshole or more playful, but either way he is clearly a pervert. This is not one of those fake wholesome titles. You bully, you tease, you control schedules so a girl “accidentally” ends up in detention with a known lesbian upperclassman who proceeds to sit on her face. The animated scenes are honestly the main thing. Breasts bounce, thighs press together, asses jiggle when you spank, tongues move when they lick each other, and the camera is not shy to go close. It is crude, sometimes a bit clunky, but it feels dirty in a good way, like a porn parody that knows exactly what it is. I spent way too long trying to find all the voyeur variants for the bathrooms just to see how many oral and fingering combos they hid there. For a game that pretends to be about magic academy management, it is really about watching and guiding a bunch of horny students into every combination of licking, sucking, scissoring, grinding, stripping and fucking you can statistically map. And I did map it. Twice.

You wake up in this fucked up little pocket of reality that feels like someone mixed a murder scene with a wet dream and forgot to clean either part. There’s wax on the floor, candles half melted, and a skeleton that won’t shut up about fate and sin like a drunk philosopher on Discord at 5 in the morning. You’re supposed to be a detective, right, the serious type, solving cases and writing reports, but the game keeps poking at you, like it knows what kind of shit you watch in incognito mode. The demon girl in the cell looks at you like she’s already seen every bad thought you ever had about your teacher, your neighbor, that one milf on Instagram with the suspiciously perfect big tits. She talks slow, teasing, like she’s unwrapping your brain the way most hentai girls unwrap a cock, and the creepy thing is she’s not even wrong. The whole thing feels like an interrogation where you’re the one getting stripped.

It pretends to be horror at first, with this prison that doesn’t follow normal logic, doors that appear where there was only stone, and reality bending around your choices, but then it starts slipping in sex like it’s nothing. One minute you’re checking a crime scene, the next you’re spying through a keyhole at some girl in a school uniform getting “tutored” a little too hard by a futa teacher with a cock that obviously breaks school rules. You follow one lead and end up watching a corrupted housewife kneel down and take a slow, messy blowjob that turns into a creampie she’s totally not supposed to enjoy, because she still has a husband somewhere in this story, I think. The game doesn’t stop there. It keeps pushing the whole cheating thing, netorase stuff, voyeur scenes where you’re told to watch, to record, to blackmail. The demon keeps asking which choice turns you on more, the broken girl begging for more or the proud one who ends up collared and slapped until she does what she’s told. There are pixel art bits that somehow feel dirtier than the “serious” 3D renders, like when a tiny growing girl slowly turns into a giantess and pins a terrified, naked succubus under her ass, grinding on her face like it’s some casual Tuesday. And you think, I didn’t ask for that, but yeah, I kind of did.

What I really care about, and the game kind of half-asses, is the interface. For something with this much psychological stuff and roleplaying choices, it acts like everyone has perfect eyesight, perfect reflexes, perfect mouse control. Tiny dialogue text on bright backgrounds with fancy fonts that look nice for ten seconds, then start to hurt. There’s a lot of clicking through long scenes, especially the slow burn corruption parts, and no real “hey, my hands get tired, can I use my keyboard more” options. You can’t bump font size without going into awkward system zooms like you’re reading a PDF from 2009. There are sound cues for important choices, but no real detailed volume sliders, so if you have sensitive hearing or use headphones because, you know, you don’t want your whole house hearing a futanari nun spanking a schoolgirl until she squirts, you’re stuck juggling Windows mixer and hoping the demon doesn’t suddenly moan at full blast. The sex scenes are hot, sure, in that messy mix of bdsm, femdom, incest hints, sleep sex, pregnancy scares and “she says no at first but then she’s dripping” way that a lot of adult games push, and the sandboxy structure lets you stalk characters, watch them in showers, tease them with toys, push them toward group sex in the “wrong” route. But for a game that loves fucking with your head about control and consent, it doesn’t give you much control over basic comfort. No colorblind modes for clue highlighting, no text-to-speech hooks, no simple way to slow down auto-advance if you process English slower than native speakers. It wants to dig into your secret kinks like it’s reading your diary, yet it treats access like an afterthought, like if you can’t keep up with fast text and tiny buttons then you’re not invited to the orgy. Which is kind of funny, because the whole story is about doors that shouldn’t exist, but when I actually need a door like “bigger UI” or “less click spam” that one never appears.

Miserable salaryman with busted knuckles and dead eyes, that is where this thing starts. Guy was an MMA monster before, now he just rots in a cubicle, scrolling on his phone in the toilet, pretending to reply to emails while actually checking sex apps and watching pirate cosplay porn on Xvideos. Then out of nowhere, his old violence gets dragged back into the open and suddenly he is doing turn based combat in alleys and warzones instead of turn based meetings. It feels like some weird mix of One Piece fanfic, hentai trainer game, and midlife crisis simulator. One moment he is negotiating combat contracts with a cold mercenary boss, the next he is getting a titfuck from a drunk milf in a motel who has a maid uniform stuffed in her handbag for "work". The game just throws you into this mercenary underworld where everyone smiles like they know you are about to screw up your life, and it lets you manage that screw up day by day like some scuffed sandbox romance management sim that also really wants to show you ahegao.

The wild part is how much of the erotic stuff is glued directly onto the systems. You are not just picking “sex scene 1, 2, 3” from a menu. You do a mission for this pirate-inspired babe who is totally not Boa Hancock but obviously is, and if you mess up the combat, you still get a scene, but it is her sitting on your chest, calling you useless while she strokes you with just two fingers through your pants, slow teasing, no release, then she goes to fuck some higher-ranked merc behind a half-open door and you have to watch. That voyeurism thing hurts way more because it is your fault from earlier in the turn based fight where you tried to go full damage instead of guarding. When you get it right though, she climbs on your lap on the ship deck, half cosplay, half uniform, big tits bouncing, giving deep oral while complaining about your “no plan brain,” and if you choose the corruption options, she starts asking you to choke her and spit on her and eventually lets you creampie her ass while she wears that silly maid headband like it is the most normal thing. I actually laughed when the game let me switch from romantic “are you okay?” to “bend over the table” in the same phone chat log, like some unhinged dating sim.

There is also this whole NTR side that sneaks up. At first you think it is standard harem fantasy, you collect women like pirate bounty posters, from Nico-looking archaeologist type to serious older milf with big ass who runs a maid cafe as cover, and some android sex robot girl who is way too honest in her chat replies. But then the merc leader, this calm bastard, starts “helping” you train. You send one girl to work a side mission, the management screen shows she is "recovering," and later you catch a short animated scene where she is in his office, blouse open, him groping her while she is blushing, saying she only does this to get extra supplies for your squad. The game does not scream NTR at you, it just quietly lets it sit there in the log, like, yeah, she is technically still your girl, but is she? You can corrupt them in your direction too, sure, like putting the shy virgin into a maid uniform and having her kneel between your legs after a successful op, drool running down her chin during a messy blowjob, or making her use sex toys on herself in the shower while you watch from the door. But that little chance that someone else is also touching her, or that she will send you a phone selfie from a bathroom where you notice a man’s hand in the corner, gives the whole harem this dirty, unstable feeling. The game is horny as hell, full of anal, creampies, groping, vanilla sex mixed with BDSM edges, but it always ties it back to your role as this broken ex-fighter trying to control something in a world where even your own women might be getting fucked by someone stronger. And yeah, the AI CG sometimes looks a bit off, like one frame her boobs are too round or a hand is in a weird angle, but honestly, when Nico Robin lookalike is riding you in a maid cafe backroom, tongue out in full ahegao while you grip her hips and slam up into her, you will not care at all.