You know what's weird? I downloaded this thinking it'd be another cheap cash-grab using stolen assets, but honestly... there's something oddly charming about how janky everything feels. Like, you've got Bowsette right next to Tsunade having coffee while Android 18 complains about her hair, and somehow it works? The whole thing runs on Koikatsu cards which means the character models look decent enough, though don't expect AAA polish here.

The dating sim mechanics are pretty straightforward - you pick a girl from this massive roster spanning everything from My Hero Academia to Dragon Ball to fucking Vocaloid characters, then try to sweet-talk your way into their pants. Some conversations feel genuinely funny, especially when the writers clearly had no idea what they were doing with certain franchises. Watching Frieren act like a horny teenager is... an experience. The sex scenes range from vanilla missionary with Princess Peach to some wild tentacle stuff with monster girls, and yeah, there's plenty of titfucking and footjobs if that's your thing. Oral scenes are animated well enough, though the physics can get wonky.

What really got me though was stumbling across this random voyeurism scenario with Komi-san where you're basically just watching through a window, and it felt more intimate than half the actual sex scenes. The game doesn't take itself seriously at all - you'll have Harley Quinn making Batman references during foreplay while Yor Forger somehow ended up in the same room discussing assassination techniques. It's absolutely ridiculous and I kept playing just to see what bizarre crossover would happen next. Sure, the UI looks like it was designed in 2005 and sometimes characters clip through each other during the steamier moments, but there's something endearing about this chaotic mess of anime waifus all existing in the same horny universe.

Man, this MHA dating sim is like finding a twenty dollar bill in your old jeans pocket - unexpectedly good but kinda wrinkled around the edges. The Koikatsu engine does most of the heavy lifting here, and honestly? It works better than it has any right to. You're basically living out every weeb's fantasy of hooking up with the Class 1-A girls, plus some pro heroes who definitely shouldn't be giving you the time of day but here we are.

The character roster is honestly impressive - we got Ochako being all cute and bubbly, Momo with that rich girl energy that somehow makes the paizuri scenes hit different, and don't even get me started on Mirko because that rabbit hero will absolutely wreck you in the best possible way. Mt Lady's scenes are chef's kiss, especially when she's in that cheerleader outfit that makes zero sense contextually but who cares. The dialogue tries to stay true to the characters which is... ambitious, I'll give them that. Sometimes Tsuyu sounds exactly like herself, other times she's spouting lines that would make Mineta blush. It's inconsistent but when it works, it really works.

Look, the gameplay loop is pretty standard dating sim stuff - talk to girls, pick dialogue options, unlock increasingly spicy scenes. Nothing groundbreaking there. But the variety of positions and scenarios keeps things interesting. The footjob scene with Jiro had me questioning my life choices in the best way, and the lesbian content with Toga and Uraraka is surprisingly well animated. Sure, some of the English translation reads like it went through Google Translate twice, and occasionally the girls' personalities do complete 180s between scenes, but when you're balls deep in a threesome with Mina and Hagakure (invisible girl jokes write themselves), you're not exactly critiquing the narrative consistency. The visual novel elements feel tacked on but whatever, we're not here for Shakespeare.

Izuku stuck in the bargain bin of hero schools already feels like some old shounen spin-off idea, but here it is, horny and kind of proud of it. Instead of the shiny U.A. life, you get this low-tier academy where everyone is trying to act like future heroes while also being extremely horny, extremely messy, and way too close in the dorms. Childhood friends dynamic hits right away: that awkward stage where you know exactly how someone looks naked in your imagination, but you still pretend you are “just friends who share dreams.” The game leans on that. You pick choices that look innocent, then suddenly Mina is pressing you against a locker, giggling, and asking if your “quirk” reacts to stress while her hand is already testing the theory through your pants. It feels like fanfic you read on AO3 on a bad day, but with actual branching routes and more explicit details than they could ever post there without getting banned.

What I liked is how it twists familiar faces into something filthier without losing all the charm. Tsuyu is still quiet and a bit shy, but here she is not some pure frog girl idol. She gets curious. She tilts her head, stares at your crotch, and asks straight if your stamina matches your training record. There is this scene where she offers to “help you relax” by the pool after class and the text really goes into describing her tongue as it lazily circles the tip, then speeds up, then slows again, like teasing is her real power. Already seen a hundred blowjob descriptions in porn games, yet this one actually made me pause my Spotify on my phone so I could focus. Then there is Toru. Honestly, invisible girl sex scenes are always hit or miss, but here they use the idea nicely: clothes floating to the floor, wet sounds in an empty classroom, desks moving, you seeing nothing but somehow feeling way more watched. You get these lines like “You feel fingers trace your chest, then lower, but the only thing you see is the bulge in your pants twitching” and it hits that invisible fetish in a surprisingly pervy way.

Not everything is perfect, obviously. Some lines sound like they were written by two different people and stitched together at 3% brain battery. You get this really hot buildup with Fumikage’s dark, broody energy, him pinning you in the moonlit hallway, Dark Shadow curling around both of you in a very not-safe-for-hero-course way, and then suddenly the narration uses a weird word like “unctuous” for pre-cum and my whole boner just laughed. Also, Inko shows up in this timeline and they go full “thicc lonely mom who worries way too much and touches your arm too long” route. One evening in her small apartment, the game makes you decide if you stay on the couch with her, and if you say yes, she leans in, her tits pressed against your arm, asking if the academy is really that stressful and if “mommy can make things easier.” The description of her nipples poking through the thin home shirt is actually better written than half the main route, which is weird and also kind of hot. But then a random line break appears in the middle of a sentence and I kept thinking about that instead of her hand slipping under the blanket. Minor thing, but it sticks. Still, when Mina drags you to the rooftop, wind blowing, her skirt barely staying down, then just says “fuck the rankings, fuck the rules, fuck me,” and climbs on your lap, riding you while you try not to scream loud enough for the whole cheap academy to hear, the game suddenly feels very sure of itself. Then it goes back to awkward dialogue again. Then it gets hot. Then weird. Then hot. Which, honestly, fits this sort of parody vibe way too well.

You ever had one of those dreams where all your favorite anime girls somehow end up in the same damn room and nobody’s pretending to be shy? That’s the vibe here. It’s like someone cracked open every universe - Dragon Ball, My Hero, Fate, Pokémon, even some old-school Darkstalkers stuff - and said, “Yeah, let’s see what happens if we make this horny.” You start off like the usual male protagonist who’s probably too average for his own good, but then the story flips, and suddenly you’re face to face (or more like face between thighs) with women who look like they could crush you or bless you, sometimes both. Artoria looks divine, like she’s judging your soul while riding you. Cammy doesn’t ask, she just pins you. Lusamine’s smile is all wrong in the right way. It’s messy, it’s chaotic, and it knows exactly what it is - fantasy without apology.

There’s something about the way scenes shift that feels like tarot cards flipping. One moment, The Lovers - soft light, skin, slow rhythm, the sound of breath. Next card, The Tower - power play, domination, a queen’s boot on your chest. It’s all written in that language between pleasure and humiliation. I liked how it didn’t care for “moral arcs.” Nemuri Kayama whispering filth while she toys with you like she’s grading your stamina. Android 18 smirking, asking if you really thought you could keep up. You can’t. But you still try, and that’s kind of the point. Even the “romance” parts hit weirdly tender, like you accidentally caught feelings for a goddess who’s only half real.

I noticed some things that annoyed me - like the transitions, they just happen. No warning, no rhythm. But then again, maybe that’s what keeps it hot. It’s a fever dream stitched from too many fantasies, half memory, half instinct. The kind of game you tell yourself you’ll play for five minutes, then you’re sweating, reading every line like a prayer you don’t want answered. Nothing about it feels clean. That’s the charm. It’s lust pretending to be destiny. Or maybe the other way around.