I swear this game messed with my head more than any so-called “psychological” visual novel ever did. You wake up rich, spoiled, surrounded by girls who look like they stepped straight out of some fever-dream crossover - like, imagine Asuka Langley arguing with Hinata about who gets to sit closer to you at breakfast, and then Merlin just casually walks in wearing nothing but a towel that doesn’t even try to do its job. It’s ridiculous, yet there’s something weirdly believable about it. Maybe because the dream logic fits too well: everything looks perfect, but your brain keeps whispering that something’s off. I liked that uneasy feeling until it got buried under all the moaning and skin. Then again, maybe that’s the point - when reality breaks, people reach for pleasure first. Or I’m overthinking pixels again.

There’s this scene - I won’t spoil too much - but you’re supposed to choose between helping Yor Forger study or letting Jinx drag you to her room. I picked Yor, thinking it’d be wholesome. Yeah, right. Five clicks later she’s on the desk, glasses half-off, saying things no spy should ever say. The animation isn’t flawless; sometimes her eyes lag behind her face, which made me laugh when I shouldn’t have. But that glitchy charm stuck with me longer than any of the polished stuff. And the sound design? Way too real. My cheap headphones couldn’t handle Tsunade’s voice purring through them. Still, I kept replaying the same moment like an idiot chasing déjà vu.

Funny thing: I started playing for the sexy chaos, but ended up stuck thinking about that blank-memory setup. Like maybe the main guy deserves the confusion. Maybe we all do. It’s a horny game pretending to be philosophical - or a philosophical game pretending to be horny. Doesn’t matter. When Nami whispers something about “remembering the wrong things,” I actually paused. Then I unpaused, because, well… she was already moving.

Honestly, this one’s weirdly charming in the way only a horny fan project made by someone too passionate to care about polish can be. You start off thinking it’s just another DDLC spin with some skimpy uniforms slapped on, but then it tosses you into a harem mess where everyone acts like they’re aware something went wrong in the code. One scene I swear Monika looked straight at me mid-animation and said something that wasn’t text-boxed - probably a glitch, but honestly kinda hot? Maybe that says more about me than the game. The skin textures look different depending on who’s loaded first; sometimes Sayori looks fine, sometimes she has that plastic gloss like a figure off AliExpress, but when the lighting hits right, damn. The moaning loops are busted though, you’ll notice them stutter after two minutes and forget what rhythm is. Yet somehow that cheapness makes the whole thing more... desperate.

I thought I'd hate the “isekai” angle - it feels lazy, right? But it sort of works because nothing about this world follows rules. You’re dropped in as the blankest-of-slates protagonist, all the girls immediately throwing themselves at you while pretending they don’t want to. Yuri’s route goes full psycho again, but then she hugs you so tenderly you forget she’s holding a knife. It’s confusing and erotic and borderline poetic if you squint. There’s also a choice system that pretends to matter, but every option ends in a similar pile of limbs and soft gasps. I tried to replay it for different endings, but the save function bugged and I lost it all. Still kinda satisfying though.

My biggest issue - and I’ll never fixate on this enough - is the background music. It tries too hard to be sentimental after scenes that are anything but. Like, you just finished something filthy, then those cheerful piano notes come sliding in like nothing happened. It’s almost funny. Probably intentional, probably not. Anyway, it’s broken, messy, unexpectedly sweet, and I keep thinking about it during work. I might be addicted or ashamed. Hard to tell.