New city, new school, and your first big decision is basically “study or jerk off while spying through somebody’s window.” That’s the kind of vibe this game has, and honestly it works way too well. You show up in this kinda normal-looking academy town, but everybody is obsessed with this card game that is clearly not balanced, not healthy, and definitely not safe for a school environment. One minute you’re trying to pass a boring class, next minute you’re locked into a turn based fight where you’re trying to outplay some smug bastard while also getting distracted by the fact that his mom has her tits spilling out of a blouse that should not pass any dress code ever made. The whole “Battles of Mythria” thing is like if Yu-Gi-Oh watched too much porn and decided clothes are optional while dueling. You sit there thinking about card synergies and suddenly the reward screen is a girl with a big ass bending over your desk, animated just enough that your brain goes “ok, yeah, I’m staying.”

The sex stuff is slow-burn and then somehow also not at all. You start with these teasing moments that feel like accidents: your hand “accidentally” landing on a thigh in the library, a MILF teacher leaning in a bit too close so your face is basically buried in her cleavage, brushing past a girl in the corridor and feeling way more than you should. The game loves voyeurism. A lot. You peek through cracked doors, watch a classmate masturbating on her bed while pretending you’re looking for a lost book, see a shower silhouette where the tits are just detailed enough that you pause your Spotify to focus. Sometimes it lets you decide: jerk off quietly right there with your mouse hand doing double duty, or save the tension for later so maybe she “catches” you another day and you end up with a handjob under a desk instead. And when a blowjob scene hits, it doesn’t just show it, it lingers. The lips move, saliva strings, her head rhythm matches the text boxes popping, and you forget there was supposed to be any kind of “plot mystery” in this town at all. The best part is when a card battle goes wrong, you lose, and the punishment is her pinning you down, pressing those huge tits into your face and groping you like you’re the prize. The worst part is the tiny hover tooltips in combat that flicker when you move the cursor too fast and now I’m mad thinking about it again because I kept misclicking like an idiot and skipping turns while half hard. Anyway, the art is this weird mix of clean 2D CG and clearly AI-touched details, so sometimes a nipple looks too perfect for a human hand and sometimes a hand looks like it’s almost grabbing three boobs at once, and somehow that makes it hotter. It’s messy, horny, and just serious enough that you pretend you’re here for the adventure, while your real “strategy” is figuring out which girl to push from teasing and groping into that scene where she drops to her knees in a quiet corner of the school and takes you in her mouth like you’re the rarest card in the deck.

Quiet Hogwarts, snow outside, fire crackling, and you’re not sneaking around under an invisibility cloak for once. You’re just… stuck in the library with Hermione over Christmas, pretending to study while both of you are clearly thinking about anything but homework. The game drops you right into an already serious relationship with her, which I liked a lot more than the usual “stranger meets witch, dick out immediately” vibe. She already knows your habits, calls you out on your bullshit, and still blushes when you lean in too close. It feels like you’re reading fanfic that finally stopped being shy and grew some balls. One moment she’s correcting your notes, next moment she’s pressing that stupidly tight sweater against your arm and the conversation just quietly shifts from “Ancient Runes” to “how wet can I get from you whispering in my ear.” No big explosion, just a slow slip from wholesome to filthy. Harry would lose his mind if he saw half of it, which makes it even better.

The art is this AI-touched 2D style that sometimes looks perfect and then in the very next scene Hermione’s hair decides gravity is optional and her hand is doing something weird in the background. Her ass, though, holy shit. Whoever tuned the prompts for that deserves a medal. Every time she leans over a desk or sits on your lap, it’s like the whole screen is just curves and stockings. Her tits are big, soft-looking, but not stupid balloon size, and the game is not shy about putting your face between them. One scene had her trying to keep reading while you kiss down her neck, and the way her expression flickers between “must focus” and “please just fuck me on this chair already” actually felt way more intimate than the later full-on oral scene. That one is pretty detailed too, with her on her knees between your legs, hair a mess, hand around your shaft while she looks up for approval like she secretly loves being a little slut just for you, but the build up is what sells it. Sometimes the text goes a bit too purple, then suddenly swings back to very blunt “she wraps her lips around your cock” and it feels like the writer got horny and forgot about style. Honestly, relatable.

What surprised me was Luna showing up. She kind of drifts into the story like she wandered out of the wrong book, talking in that spaced-out way, and the whole mood shifts. Not exactly a love triangle, more like she gently pokes at your bond with Hermione, asking these weirdly sharp questions while smiling like she knows way more than she says. There’s this scene where she finds you and Hermione in a quiet corridor after you two clearly just finished fucking, Hermione’s hair wrecked, your shirt half open, and Luna just tilts her head and says something like, “Research went well, I see.” No judgment, just curious. Depending on the choices, you can lean into that tension or keep it sweet, and I’m still not sure which way I liked more, because Hermione getting possessive is hot as hell, but Luna’s dreamy curiosity hits a different nerve. The branching is there, not huge, but enough that I actually reloaded a couple times on my phone between Telegram messages, trying different answers. There’s romance, there’s proper vaginal fucking on a library table that really should not be allowed, there’s messy, needy oral under a blanket while snow falls outside the window, and somewhere in the middle of all that smut you realise you actually care about these two idiots and their little holiday bubble. It’s cozy, horny, occasionally janky, and honestly I wouldn’t change that. Let it stay a bit messy. Feels more like you caught them in a real, dirty Christmas week instead of some perfect fantasy postcard.

Michael is that dude everybody has in the office. Quiet, smart in a boring way, always fixing printers and pretending Excel is his religion, but completely clueless when a girl even looks at him for longer than three seconds. The game throws you straight into his head while he is already stuck in this bland routine: go to work, stare at screens, go home, jerk off, repeat. No trauma, no crazy ex, just… life that slowly numbed his dick and his brain at the same time. Then Penelope shows up again in his life, childhood friend with big energy, big mouth, and yeah, big everything if you like that anime style. She bullies him into that dating app, and from there stuff goes from “haha lonely IT guy” to “why the fuck are there suddenly so many hot women orbiting this dude” real fast.

What I liked is how messy it feels in a good way. One moment you are just answering texts on the app, trying to choose between sounding like a normal adult or a total coomer, next moment the scene cuts and you are staring at an AI generated girl in lingerie, with eyes that look like she knows exactly how long you last and is judging you a bit. The art goes from soft and romantic to “okay that’s porn” with basically no warning. There is this one early scene where Michael is exhausted after work, Penelope calls him on video, flops on her bed, her shirt rides up a bit, and you are there sitting with a choice like “look away” or “keep talking like nothing happens” while the camera just lovingly focuses on her thighs. It is horny in that slow burn way, not instant gangbang explosion, more like edging with dialogue. The mystery they tease in the background is actually kind of funny because it pops up right in between fap moments, like you are in the middle of a really sweet blowjob CG and your brain suddenly goes “wait that thing the app did earlier was weird as hell”. They never fully explain it early on, just small details like wrong profile data, déjà vu in conversations, girls acting like they know you from somewhere, little uncanny stuff that crawls under the romance.

I will say, some of the AI images look hot as fuck from far away, but if you stare too long at the hands or small objects, the illusion starts falling apart. Nipples are blessed though, whoever tuned those prompts deserves a raise. Sometimes the lighting is inconsistent between shots of the same scene and it pulled me out for two seconds, then the dev throws a close up on wet lips and my brain forgets to complain. Dialogue is hit and miss: Penelope feels alive, a bit of a brat, texting like someone who lives on Reddit and TikTok at the same time, while a couple of other girls talk like ChatGPT tried to roleplay “horny anime waifu”. Not awful, just a bit stiff when everything else is trying to be sweaty and awkward and human. There was one route intro where I literally alt tabbed to Telegram mid-scene, came back, and it still felt like the same line looped again, but then it hit me with a CG of the girl bending over in an office skirt and my attention magically healed. That dumb little notification sound from the dating app also started living rent free in my skull, to the point I checked my actual phone twice. I kinda wish Penelope was more jealous and unhinged, like full “yandere but pretending to be wholesome” territory, but I know they will never push her that far and I hate that I know it. Still, when she finally drops her guard and you see her horny side peek out in text, there is this tiny flicker of “oh shit this could go very wrong in a good way”. And then you click next, waiting for either kisses or disaster. Or both.

That resort game, the one mixing all those anime worlds together, feels like it was made by a group of sleep‑deprived modders who somehow hit the exact kind of chaos that’s actually fun. You show up as this nobody, supposed to manage a handful of “special guests,” and within ten minutes you’re knee‑deep in half‑serious flirting with characters who definitely don’t act like they did in their shows. Yoruichi teases you like she knows she’s the hottest woman walking that beach, and Hinata - yeah, Hinata - is way too forward for someone who used to blush at eye contact. I laughed when Momo starts discussing work schedules while half‑undressed like that was a normal HR meeting. The writing’s nowhere near perfect, but it has that unfiltered vibe that makes you forget you’re reading a script.

There’s a weird rhythm to the sandbox bits. You wander around pretending to manage resort stuff, but mostly you’re hunting for the next scene that’ll ruin your concentration. The choices matter only half the time, and when they don’t, it’s almost better - like the game’s winking at you, saying “yeah, we know what you’re here for.” I got stuck once because I kept getting distracted by Mitsuri’s pool animations (don’t judge me). The transitions between locations feel choppy, sometimes even glitchy, but then a random scene with Nobara saying something filthy just resets your patience. It’s like being scolded and rewarded at once. Also the music - why is Miku on the speakers? Feels cursed but in a way that fits.

There’s something kind of honest about how it doesn’t try to be subtle. One moment you’re sunbathing, next you’re part of some ridiculous love triangle where Makima pretends she’s not manipulating the whole mess. Every “romance” route is written like a fanfiction draft that someone forgot to edit, yet it somehow nails the messy excitement of it all. You’ll roll your eyes, you’ll screenshot things you shouldn’t, and you’ll probably tell yourself “just one more scene” before realizing the resort has already swallowed you.