Memory hits you like a drunk kiss: messy, off-target, and a little too slow. You wake up in some rich-looking place that obviously isn’t yours, and your brain is basically an empty save slot. No name, no past, nothing. What you do have is a body that works just fine and a house full of women who look like they walked out of the “forbidden” tab in your Pornhub history. They act like they know you. Or like they’re supposed to know you. That weird tension is the best part: everyone fakes normal life, but every glance hangs one second too long, every “accidental” touch lasts a bit more than polite. You’re the only guy in the house, and the game never lets you forget that. Walking through the hallway feels like scrolling a sex playlist. The “mom, but maybe not really mom, calm down, it’s a porn game” type with a ridiculous ass bent over the washing machine, the soft-spoken one sitting on the couch with her tits half-slipping out of her top, the one who pretends she’s not checking you out while you pass behind her. It all looks too clean, too posed, like those 3D porn renders you hide behind boring folder names, and the game leans into that. Every scene is like you just paused a premium video at the best moment and then someone told you, “Ok, now unpause and go touch her.”

What I liked is that the seduction is actually slow when it wants to be, then suddenly horny as fuck. You sit at the table, she passes you a drink, her fingers brush your hand, and the camera kind of lingers on her chest when she leans in. Later you’re in her room, “helping” her find something on the floor, your hand ends up on her hip, then a little lower, and she doesn’t pull away. Next thing you know, her ass is pressed into your crotch and you get that choice: be a fake gentleman or push it. Pick the fun option and the game rewards you with those porn-mag angles: your hand under her shirt, thumb grazing her nipple, that slow squeeze while she pretends to protest but her breathing gives her away. They really like teasing here. Like, there’s a scene where you can just stand in the doorway and watch her shower through the slightly open door. The steam, her fingers between her legs, the water sliding over her huge tits, and you’re there like a creep, jerking off quietly with your phone screen lighting your face like some cursed incognito tab. The game actually sold me on the handjob scene more than on some of the full sex stuff: her on her knees, close-up on her lips while she whispers shit she definitely shouldn’t say to a guy who might be related, her hand wrapped around you, playing with the tip, smearing precum with this lazy, confident movement that says she’s done this before. Oral and anal show up too, obviously, and there’s this one anal moment where she tries to pretend it hurts “too much” while still pushing back on you, and the look on her face is that perfect mix of “you’re too big” and “don’t you dare stop.” There are creampies that land exactly where they should, dripping out in these thick strings, and the romance angle kind of sneaks in, because between all the filthy shit she sometimes looks at you like she actually cares who you are, not just what you can do with your tongue. It’s trashy, it’s horny, it’s a little bit wrong on purpose, and it knows exactly which sick little fantasies live on your phone.

First thought when this thing loaded was basically “ok, this looks kinda jank… but I’m curious” and yeah, that sums it up. It feels like somebody really horny and slightly drunk decided to mash Demon Slayer waifus and a dating sim in one weekend, and somehow it works better than it should. You’re not grinding demons here, you’re grinding affection bars and lewd scenes, talking your way into the pants of Shinobu, Nezuko, Kanao, Mitsuri, Daki, Tamayo and a few others the dev clearly has bookmarked in his Rule34 folder. It plays like a visual novel with some light sim stuff stapled on: you click through scenes, make choices, pick where to spend time, watch numbers go up, unlock another scene where a “pure” girl suddenly rides you like she’s been training for it. Totally classy. Totally not classy at all.

What surprised me is how each girl has her own vibe, even though the game is pretty scuffed. Shinobu goes from teasing “ara ara, you’re kinda cute” into straight-up talking about how she wants to milk you until you can’t stand. Nezuko’s route leans into that quiet, needy thing: lots of blushing, sucking, licking, her climbing in your lap like a cat in heat. Kanao starts super shy, barely talking, and then there is this moment where you finally break through her coin-flip bullshit and she decides, with this tiny smile, that she’s going to “devote herself” to you. Two scenes later she’s on her knees, eyes glassy, letting you cum on her face, and the script doesn’t even pretend it’s about romance anymore. Mitsuri is just horny from the start and I respect that. She goes from “I really like strong men” to “please fuck me until I can’t walk” in like three dialog boxes. Daki is straight-up toxic, which is hot: she insults you, treats you like trash, then moans when you pull her hair and pound her so hard her demon composure breaks. Tamayo is the gentle one, but of course she ends up on a table, skirt pushed up, letting you take out “stress” on her while she tries to stay composed and fails. The whole thing swings from romantic to filthy in seconds, and it feels wrong in a fun way.

The actual game part is simple as hell. You pick spots, talk, give gifts, answer horny or sweet, watch affection rise, unlock another scene where clothes magically vanish. There’s no deep stat management, just enough clicks so it doesn’t feel like a pure gallery. Sometimes the pacing is weird: a long dialogue about feelings, then the next choice is basically “do you want to fuck her now or fuck her harder later” and of course you pick both. I liked one moment with Shinobu where you end up in a quiet room in the butterfly mansion, she’s fake-innocent, leaning closer with that smug smile, then the text hits you with her whispering what she wants you to do to her tongue, and suddenly this hentai Android game in my browser feels way dirtier than it looks. Another time with Nezuko, the CG opens and she’s bent over, drool on the floor, and the game just casually describes how she pushes her hips back, begging without words. Honestly I wish some scenes were longer, but also I don’t, because the short, punchy lewd moments keep you clicking for “just one more” like a degenerate. It’s rough, unpolished, sometimes cheesy, but when Mitsuri is bouncing on your cock, tears in her eyes, babbling about how she loves you and your “thick human cock”, you kinda forget it ever looked scuffed at all.

Thalmeris looks calm from far away, like those fantasy wallpapers you keep on your phone and never really think about. But inside this world everything is broken by old faith, blood and really fucked up desire. You start as this simple farm boy, soft life, fields, routine, the kind of guy that thinks destiny is just a pretty word in a prayer. Then in one ugly, rushed moment the whole thing is ripped away. Fire, screaming, metal on flesh, your father on his knees and some shadow figure cutting him down like he was nothing. And the person you care about most gets dragged off in chains while you are too weak to stop it. Game never lets you forget that you were useless there. It hits hard, more than I expected from a porn game on my phone if I am honest.

After that the story turns into this long walk through a world still shaking after holy war. Religion here is not just flavor, it is everywhere like dust. Half the people you meet quote some old scripture before they stab you. Temples still smell of incense and burned bodies. Knights pray right before they split someone wide open and the blood sprays on the icons. I liked how faith and lust are always touching each other. You see nuns with soft lips and heavy tits whispering about purity then ten minutes later one is on her knees in a ruined chapel, dress rolled up, back arched, moaning your name like a hymn while the candlelight shakes on her ass. It feels dirty in that special way where you know this is wrong but also exactly where you are supposed to be. Fate is a whore here and she is very affectionate.

The teasing is strong in this game, almost mean sometimes. You travel with this barbarian woman, tall and thick, big tits that never quite stay inside the leather, scars on her thighs that make you want to trace them with your tongue. She keeps calling you “farmboy” like an insult, flexing her arms, grabbing your shoulder a bit too tight. There is this one scene at a campfire, she drinks, laughs, stands up to stretch and her top slips just enough that you see the edge of her nipple in the light. She notices that you look and just smirks, sits down again and absolutely refuses to move things further that night. I spent the next battle totally distracted, failing a dodge because I was still thinking about that tiny flicker of pink. Stupid, but also very real.

Some of the best stuff happens in public. There is a city where old temples were turned into markets. You can flirt with this princess in disguise, trying to escape her own bloodline. She is proud, stubborn, always telling you that destiny is bullshit. You sneak with her through crowds, hiding from soldiers, and at one point she pulls you behind a broken statue of some forgotten god. People are walking right on the other side, priests chanting, merchants yelling. She grabs your hand and presses it between her legs through the dress and she is already wet, breathing fast, teeth on your neck. She keeps whispering “we should not, we should not” but her hips push into your fingers. It is not even full sex, just rough grinding and desperate kissing while you both try not to make noise. Exhibition vibe is crazy there, the fear of being seen gives everything this electric taste. Honestly, that short half-clothed scene turned me on more than some later full naked ones.

The game loves big tits and big asses, no lie. Every time you think they reached max size, a new character shows up and your brain says “ok, physics is cancelled now.” There is a devilish woman you meet in a ruin under a collapsed church, red eyes, slow smile, curves that look like someone cheated when they sculpted her. She plays with you a lot. She will appear in dreams, sit naked on your lap, pressing her huge tits against your chest, whispering about your “darkest wishes,” but then ask you to make choices that hurt people you care about. Sometimes when you pick the selfish option, you get this intense sex scene with her, claws on your back, her ass bouncing as she rides you, blood on the altar behind. When you try to be good, she just laughs and disappears, leaving you alone and hard. I hated her and also tried to see her every time.

What surprised me is how your decisions really twist the path. I took one route where I leaned into the whole chosen-by-fate thing, accepted the weird visions, followed the religious signs. Ended with a kind of fucked up holy warrior vibe, girls kneeling to pray with me then crawling onto my cock like it is another altar. In another run I played as this bitter cynic, no god, no plan, just survival. Different people slept with me, some romances never started, some turned cold. There was one ending where the princess I loved stood in front of a burning temple, crown on her head, looking at me like a stranger. No sex, just distance. It hurt more than when some enemies cut me open earlier with that graphic detail like ribs, torn flesh, organs almost spilling. Weird how the game can show guts hanging out one moment and then later make your heart feel more empty than your balls after a long scene. Destiny feels heavy here, but still, every choice you touch with your own dirty hands.

Kohei comes back to his old town for something boring like university, and instead walks straight into the kind of summer that fucks with your head for years after. It looks harmless at first. Childhood streets, cicadas screaming, cheap fans pushed to their limit, that older girl next door who used to ruffle his hair and laugh too loud. Misaki feels like she should be safe territory, familiar, almost family, this cozy fantasy of “onee-san who waited for you”. The game knows that expectation and plays with it in a way that’s honestly pretty mean. She’s still teasing, still bright on the surface, but her eyes slip away at weird moments, her smile freezes half a second too long. Small details like that. You pick a flirty choice, she laughs, leans in, you can almost smell her sweat and shampoo mix, and then some other guy’s name casually comes up and your stomach drops. It’s not subtle, and it’s not gentle.

The horny parts grow slowly, like mold in a corner you pretend not to see. At first you’re just choosing where to spend a day, which cheap cafe, whether to help her carry groceries. One scene you’re alone with Misaki in her apartment, the sun too bright through thin curtains, her in a loose tank top and shorts that ride up when she sits cross-legged. She offers you iced tea, your hand brushes her thigh when you take the glass, she goes quiet for a second. That silence is hotter than any moaning later. The game loves those tiny pauses, the routes where nothing explicit happens yet are somehow dirtier in your head than the straight-up sex scenes. Then there are the runs where you lean into the NTR sickness on purpose, like poking a bruise. Letting her reply to that late-night message. Choosing not to follow her when she “just goes to meet an old friend”. Coming back to a half-buttoned blouse, a faint smell that is not your cologne, and a CG that stings more because she is still smiling at you like she wants to protect you from what already happened. It gives you options to avoid that, sure, to keep things “pure” and romantic, but you feel the game secretly smirking when you pick them, like a producer forced to include a vanilla route to keep the sponsors calm.

What makes it interesting for me as a genre nerd is how it plays with POV shifts. One route you’re stuck inside Kohei’s head, rationalizing, pretending it’s fine, one bad choice, no big deal. On another, it flips and suddenly you’re watching scenes where you’re not supposed to be present at all, getting that ugly voyeur thrill. Sometimes you see Misaki from another guy’s eyes, the way he studies the sweat creeping along her neck, the way her body reacts even when her voice says “we shouldn’t”. That’s where the eroticism goes from simple horny to slightly cruel, because it forces you to admit that her desire is not a thing you own. And still the game offers proper romance lines, soft endings where you manage to hold on to her and build something tender out of all this mess. Those paths feel almost suspicious, like you wandered into a different title hosted on the same site by accident. But that contrast gives the sex extra charge. A slow kiss in a quiet room means one thing when you trust her; the same CG, same pose, after you saw what she did in another route, becomes loaded with paranoia, with “who touched you like this yesterday”. It is not elegant writing, not “high art”, but it understands really well how lust, jealousy, nostalgia and that stupid first-love hope all bleed into each other and make you click “next” even when you already hate the ending you know you’re walking toward.