Private detective Manila is dedicated to unraveling the darkest sex crime cases. A fiercely independent and resilient woman, Manila isn’t scared to explore the taboo and shadowy corners of human desire. Having witnessed every twisted scenario - from adulterous lovers to bizarre fetishes and kink scenes that most shy away from. Yet for her, it’s all routine business.

With a hardened shell and razor-sharp wit, she maneuvers through the seediest back alleys of the city’s darkest desires. But beneath her tough façade lies a woman burning with her own secret cravings.

Then Christian Blackwood steps into her life - a mysterious, alluring billionaire. She finds herself dangerously attracted to him, Manila fights to maintain her professional boundaries.

As they join forces on a high-stakes sex crime investigation, an undeniable heat crackles in the air between them. Piece by piece, she uncovers the hidden depths of Christian’s complex character, finding a raw passion and tenderness beneath the billionaire’s mask.

Amid shadows thick with lust and danger, she’s forced to choose how much she’ll risk - for justice, for the truth, and perhaps for a forbidden love. Can she solve the mystery without letting passion consume her? Dive into the darkness and discover what’s really hiding beneath.

Warm sand, lazy waves and that sticky summer heat that makes clothes feel too tight, that is the mood here. On the surface it is just this couple trip, Satoshi and Mary doing the cute romance thing, like some basic visual novel dating stuff, but the whole resort smells like sex and trouble from the first scene. As an ASMR brain I got weirdly fixated on tiny things: the sound of the elevator doors closing while Mary is still breathing a bit fast from being teased, the faint splash from the pool while uncle Kendo’s hand stays just a little too long on her back, the soft clothing rustle from those uniforms she really should not be wearing around her boyfriend’s uncle. The game loves that slow teasing, the “oops I brushed against your cock” kind of groping in crowded places, or that nasty little thrill when you peek around a corner and see way more than you should. It is not screaming moans all the time, more like whispered gasps in his office, tongue sounds during a half-hidden blowjob behind some plants, the wet slide during a lazy titfuck while the fan hums in the background. Those small sound loops are not even high quality sometimes, they repeat a bit awkward, but somehow that makes it feel more pervy, like you are stuck rewatching the same dirty moment in your head.

Story keeps pretending it is about romance, vacation, cute couples selfies and all that, then casually throws NTR in your face like “oh by the way, your girl is sitting on someone else’s lap now”. Mary starts the game as this sweet college girlfriend, normal student clothes, clingy but pure, then Kendo slowly corrupts her with flirty jokes, accidental skinship, then actual handjob routines and hidden sex scenes that only unlock if you picked the more cowardly, negligent choices as Satoshi. Those hurt in a delicious way. Watching her big tits pressed up against that older guy while she still texts her husband-to-be like nothing is wrong, that gave me this nasty ear-tingle similar to when someone whispers right into your earphone on TikTok lives. Some scenes really go for it: lazy oral sex in the office chair while the door is unlocked, creamy vaginal creampies where you can almost hear the thick squelch when he pulls out, her uniform pushed up, panties hanging at one ankle. There is one bathroom scene where the only sound for a few seconds is water dripping and her shaky breathing while his fingers work between her thighs, and that silence before she lets out a tiny whine is so much hotter than the actual animated thrusting that comes after.

Sometimes the humor hits at weird times, like during a pretty brutal cheating-wife moment the game throws in a goofy Konosuba parody reference with Aqua-level stupidity and a Megumin joke that almost killed the mood for me. Then right after, Mary is getting pounded from behind on the balcony, tits bouncing, Kendo grabbing her big ass with both hands, and I forgot I was annoyed. The tone is messy like that. One route had me listening to a police siren in the distance while a stepmom-looking milf with huge breasts lets herself get groped in a hallway, and my brain was like, why is that siren loop so loud compared to her moans. It never gets fixed. The multiple-protagonist thing is sneaky too: you think you are just Satoshi, then you slip into Kendo’s head for a bit and suddenly the same scene feels nastier, more direct, his inner monologue about Mary’s soft thighs and how easy it is to corrupt a bored young wife on vacation. There is family tension, step fantasy vibes, straight-up netorare where your “good boy” choices just make you more pathetic while she learns to love big cock and risky public groping. It is not subtle, not polished, sometimes the animated loops look a little stiff, but that actually fits this dirty-resort energy. Like a summer fuck that got way out of control and left you sweaty, frustrated, and still replaying her breathy little “don’t tell him” in your head when you close the tab.

Beneath the surface of an ordinary neighborhood, unsettling mysteries emerge. After one of them disappears, the other dives headfirst into the world of law enforcement. Unbeknownst to most, the landlord looms large in both their stories, weaving a web of secrets.

As investigation deepens, so does the corrupt underbelly soaked in temptation and forbidden pleasures. Is it possible for the cop to see beyond the lies and bring the hidden truth into the open? Maybe the disappeared have found a way to live on their own twisted terms, far from prying eyes.

The game balances on your every move, where decisions shape not only fate but filthy encounters. The narrative pulses with sly humor and steamy scenes that keep you guessing and wanting. It’s a dark, twisting tale of intrigue and debauchery that pulls you deeper with every click.

Lose yourself in stunning visuals that paint a world dripping with sin and suspense. Step into the shoes of the cop or the missing figure, each perspective offering a distinct path of lust and mystery. Decide whether to expose secrets or surrender to the intoxicating pull of forbidden pleasures.

Mythos feels like somebody smashed together a late night crime podcast, a horny anime parody and that weird urban legend subreddit you scroll on your phone when you should be sleeping, then sprinkled way too many tits on top and said “yeah, this is fine”. You pick if you’re playing as a guy or a girl right at the start, and it actually matters, not just in “pronoun changed, congrats” way. Some scenes twist a bit depending on your body, who stares at you, who you can seduce, whose hand “accidentally” lands on your ass in the train when the lights flicker and the supernatural stuff leaks through. There is this first big moment where you’re at Lisa’s memorial, staring at a photo of your ex who got murdered in some fucked up way nobody wants to explain, and two completely different types of people hit on you almost at the same time: a smug cop with that “I’m totally abusing my badge” vibe, and this soft spoken girl with huge tits spilling out of a tight uniform that should absolutely not be legal in a public place. The game doesn’t stop to tell you “this is a choice”. It just lets you go horny detective or horny victim or both and quietly tracks who you want to bend you over later.

Sex is not just “reward unlocked, here’s generic bouncing”. You’re running around this fake-modern city where vampires are landlords, tentacle things hang out in dark alleys like drunk ninjas and one busty elf professor keeps “tutoring” you after class, squeezing your thigh while talking about mythology like she isn’t about to slide under the desk and wrap her lips around you. There is a scene at a cheap business hotel during a “vacation” that is not really a vacation. You’re supposed to investigate, but instead you spend half the night pinned against the balcony railing by a frustrated MILF who is technically someone’s wife and technically not human and technically doesn’t give a fuck. She rides you slow while the neon signs below blink and you can choose if you pull out or let her take every drop and feel that messy creampie drip down her inner thighs while she laughs and calls you a good little snack. Later the same day, basically in the same clothes, the story casually throws you into this awful netorare-ish angle where you watch through a half open door as a different woman you got close to is getting pounded by some supernatural asshole with a cock way bigger than yours. The game lets you peek, or walk away, or join and turn it into harem chaos. If you stay hidden, you see her begging for more, getting titfucked until her face is glazed and you can’t decide if you hate her, hate yourself, or just want in. And that mood, that messy mix of comedy, jealousy, horror and “fuck it, let’s suck his balls too”, that’s pretty much Mythos all the way through, jumping between murder clues, meme jokes, romance sweetness, corruption temptations and stupidly hot tentacle scenes in the dark where you swear you’re still solving a case while something slimy is filling your ass and your mouth at the same time.