This one feels like wandering into someone else’s horny sketchbook that accidentally became a game. You’re this guy stuck in a three-bedroom apartment that’s way too small for how much sex tension is inside it, and the whole thing plays out like a slow burn porn comic you keep clicking through on your phone when you should be checking emails. It’s all point and click, so you’re not here to min-max or whatever, you’re here to stalk around the rooms, poke at stuff, poke at the girls, and see what kind of trouble you can stack up. I liked how one moment you’re just lazily moving from the kitchen to the living room, and then a small choice, like a dumb compliment or a slightly pervy joke, suddenly flips the mood and she’s pushing you back on the couch, giving you that messy ahegao face while your hand is wrapped in her hair. It’s not subtle. It’s also not trying to be.

The apartment slowly becomes this little ecosystem of lust and drama. You flirt with one girl in the hallway, then five minutes later another one is on her knees in your room, drooling on your cock, and you know this is going to bite you in the ass but you still click “yes” because you want to see the internal cumshot animation one more time from that stupidly satisfying angle. The internal view stuff is honestly where my artist brain starts planning fanart. The game freezes you right at the moment your dick is buried all the way inside, and you see everything clench around you in a little cutaway, like those anatomy drawings, except here it’s wet, needy and very much alive. I kept thinking, ok, I’ll stop after this scene, but then I’d get curious how that shy roommate looks when she finally snaps and rides you with that over-the-top ahegao expression, tongue out, tears in the corner of her eyes, hands on your chest while she milks you with slow, focused strokes. It makes you want to redraw her from memory later, in Procreate or Clip Studio Paint, tweaking her expression so it’s even more ruined, legs shaking, maybe add a little smear of lipstick on your shaft. The animations aren’t perfect, sometimes a loop looks a bit stiff or a hand clips a boob in a weird way, and it annoyed me more than it should, but then she tightens around you during a blowjob scene and you forget it, just watching her throat bulge while her eyes roll back. The rhythm of the game is strange and kind of hot: click around, small talk, maybe a bit of story, then suddenly she’s jerking you off in the shower, water running over your shoulders, her fingers slippery with soap and pre-cum, and you’re staring at her face as she bites her lip and tries not to make too much noise. It’s messy, a bit trashy, full of those “oh fuck” little moments that stay in your head after you close the tab, like a half-finished drawing you keep wanting to come back to and dirty up some more.

Denji’s trapped again, but this time it’s not about blood or blades. It’s a damn maze of moans and bad decisions. The walls hum like they’re watching, the air sticky with that half-sinful, half-desperate energy only Chainsaw Man chaos could pull off. Kobeni trembles like always - except now she’s trembling for different reasons. You can almost taste her panic when your hand slides under her shirt, that mix of fear and wanting that shouldn’t feel this hot but somehow does. Himeno’s smirk cuts through the tension like a knife dipped in smoke; she knows exactly what you’re thinking before you even move. She plays dirty, whispering things that make you forget which way is out, makes you think maybe getting lost forever wouldn’t be so bad.

The game doesn’t rush. It teases. One second you’re grinding through dialogue choices that seem stupidly simple, and then suddenly it hits you - this isn’t about saving anyone, it’s about corrupting them just enough to see who breaks first. Internal view scenes hit hard, no filter, no mercy. The sound design’s nasty in a good way - sticky breaths, little gasps, wet slaps echoing through the infinite corridor like applause. There’s humor too, weirdly enough. Power barges in at the worst possible moment, yells something ridiculous, and you still can’t help but laugh even as the screen flashes another throbbing close-up. It’s gross and sexy and kinda tragic all at once.

And yeah, the endings. Plural. You’ll probably screw up the first one, because some options look harmless until you realize they change everything. There’s a scene where Denji just stares at his own hands, covered in… well, you know, and it lingers longer than comfortable. That’s the thing - nothing here feels safe, even the pleasure. It’s messy, horny, strangely tender in places where it shouldn’t be. Like the game itself is laughing at you for getting turned on by its cruelty. And maybe it’s right.

NSFW feels like someone took a trashy rich-kids anime, slammed it together with a horny management sim, forgot to polish half the menus, then said “yeah that’s good enough, now fuck your way out of debt.” You arrive in this ridiculous elite school where everyone has too much money, too little shame, and the uniform is basically “pick a skirt length and how much you want your panties to show.” The game throws you in as the new girl who owes a ton of money, and the school is like one big casino-brothel pretending to be an academy. One second you’re sitting in a classroom pretending to care about grades, the next you’re in some hidden lounge with glowing poker tables, a dealer who looks like he walked out of a gacha game, and a smug asshole promising to “erase half your debt” if you let him fuck you raw on the felt when you lose. The crazy part is, you can actually try to play it straight at first, only use your brains, hustle side jobs, flirt just a little… and then you watch the debt number barely move while guys are literally offering stacks of cash to cum inside you, and you start thinking “ok maybe just this once.”

The school itself is like a horny sandbox that keeps daring you to make worse choices. You walk down a corridor and it’s not just “go to class / go to dorm”, it’s “do you want to sneak into the VIP club, or follow the drugged-out upperclassman who says he’ll show you the ‘real graduation test’?” One of the first scenes that stayed with me was when I tried to be “responsible” and took a simple cleaning job for some clubroom. Then the club president catches you alone, locks the door, pushes you against the chalkboard and starts groping you like it’s a done deal because “that’s how we pay around here.” You can resist, but if you lean into it, the game goes hard: hands under your blouse, his fingers working between your thighs while he whispers how much extra he’ll give you if you let him finish inside. They actually show the internal view when he does, his cum filling you while the debt counter flickers with that pathetic little reduction. It’s kind of awful and kind of hot at the same time. Later I let two rich bastards use me at once in a locked classroom after school, with your character getting her mouth fucked and her pussy pounded at the same time, and the game really leans into the group angle: internal shots, cum mixing, you swallowing, them betting on who can knock you up first like you’re some fertility racehorse. I hated how much I liked that scene.

What I liked most is that it actually plays like an RPG instead of just a slideshow. You wander around campus, manage money, talk to different guys, take stupid risks in gambling dens, accidentally get high at a “study party” and wake up half-naked with your panties on the wrong desk. Some guys are straight-up controlling bastards, grabbing your hips in public, dragging you into storage rooms and using you without condoms because they know you need the money and “pregnancy is just another contract.” Others are more teasing, making you jerk them off in the back row or suck them off under a table during some boring speech while you’re trying not to choke. There are softer touches too, like masturbating alone in your dorm after a rough day, fingers still sticky from the last creampie while you think about which path you’re taking, or flirting with a quiet dude from another country and ending up in this messy, sweaty interracial scene where he’s way rougher than you expected. The AI-looking CGs are uneven as hell, some faces look a bit weird if you stare too long, but the bodies, the fluids, the internal shots when you get fucked raw, they do a damn good job of selling that “I know this is a bad decision but I’m so turned on” vibe. And everything keeps hinting that depending on what you accept, who you sleep with, how careless you are with creampies and pills, you’re going to end up in very different futures: rich and corrupted, owned by one dominant bastard, pregnant and stuck, or somehow climbing out of this mess on your own terms. Or maybe you’ll just keep letting random guys cum in you behind the gym because that debt number looks a little sexier every time it drops.

Hero story on the surface, total filth underneath. That’s the whole vibe here. You’re not the shining savior, you’re the snake in the sleeping bag. The world is doing that classic “demon horde rising again” thing, the Hero’s party is all proud and hopeful, and you’re there smiling like a good little ally while secretly sent by the Demon King to fuck everything up from inside. And “fuck” is not just metaphor here. You’re working your way through trust, lust and corruption at the same time, pushing everyone in the party over the edge in different ways. One girl starts all pure and doe-eyed, blushing when you brush her hand, then five scenes later she’s moaning with tongue out and eyes rolled back while you rail her from behind, fat creampie dripping while she’s supposed to be “on watch” for monsters. Another guy in the group is a cocky swordsman, all talk about honor, and you slowly grind him down with teasing, humiliation and those “friendly” training sessions that turn into blowjob practice, then sissification, then him begging to wear panties under his armor. The game really loves that slow slide from normal to “how the hell did we get here” and it doesn’t apologize at all.

What sells it is how it mixes the fantasy quest with filthy little betrayals. You’re doing typical RPG stuff, traveling, camp scenes, tavern stays, but every stop is a new chance to twist someone a bit more. Helping the healer “meditate”? Actually guiding her through “special breathing” while your hand is between her legs and she’s leaking on your fingers. Sparring with the Hero? You tire him out on purpose, then leave him to sleep while you sneak off and fuck his crush hard enough she starts lactating in a later scene, and you make sure he walks in just in time to see the internal view shot of your cum overflowing from her stretched pussy. There is a lot of voyeur stuff like that, you arranging things so people catch each other in the worst possible moment, then using the shame to push them even deeper: blackmailing the proud mage with that time she let you titfuck her in the bath, turning it into regular “magic lessons” with her on her knees, or forcing the tanky milf knight to let you spank and grope her under her armor right in the town square because she “owes” you for saving her from a monster girl that you actually lured her into. And yeah, the monster girls get in on it too, sometimes joining the group sex, sometimes being your tools, sometimes corrupting you right back with a surprise anal scene where you pretend you’re in control but she clearly isn’t fooled.

The sex is all over the place in a good way and a messy way. You get sweet romance moments where you almost feel bad, like when the Hero’s childhood friend whispers she wants to carry your baby because she thinks it’ll make you closer to the Hero, and then the game just slams into hardcore group scene with her pinned, double stuffed, drooling ahegao face while you use her like a toy. One evening you’re giving “foot massage” to the party’s stern elf archer that ends with her sliding her toes around your shaft, totally red but still trying to act calm, and the next morning she’s the one offering to help you “relax” with a handjob behind some ruins, pretending it’s just physical relief so she doesn’t have to admit she’s addicted. There is lesbian stuff between party members you twisted emotionally, traps that start as jokes from the Demon King side and turn into full on submissive little pets in your harem, interracial scenes with captured enemies you flip over to your side using nothing but your cock and a bit of humiliation. You get classic blowjob, anal, multiple penetration, toys jammed in during battle prep, the Hero getting cucked in ten different ways without even realizing half of it, and a lot of those evil little moments where you watch from the shadows while they masturbate thinking about you, then you step out and ruin them more. It’s not soft, it’s not “healthy”, it’s dirty spying, gaslighting, teasing and training wrapped around an adventure that pretends to be heroic while you quietly turn the whole party into your personal, leaking, obedient mess.