You start as this so-called Pro Hero who got wrecked hard enough to actually die, then wakes up in his own past with his body intact and his brain full of red flags. It sounds epic, but the game honestly treats it more like “yeah whatever, go back to U.A. and stare at hot girls in tight uniforms.” The tone is funny like that. Everyone knows you as this experienced hero, but you are walking around halls, clicking on doors, poking at stuff in classrooms, basically grinding through a point & click loop while you try not to just immediately jerk off in every scene. It’s kind of cool and kind of dumb at the same time. That’s the charm, I guess. Or the problem.

Because once you start actually interacting with the girls, the “serious time travel mystery” thing just slides into the background and your brain turns into horny mashed potatoes. You bump into Ochaco, she’s nervous, you “accidentally” help her with some training, your hands end up exactly where they shouldn’t. The writing goes from normal school talk to “oh fuck” in like two text boxes. Momo is all composed and proper, then suddenly she is doing this flustered, shy exhibitionist thing in a classroom while you are clearly taking advantage of the situation. It feels wrong in the right way. Toga shows up and every line she has is unhinged cute psycho energy that makes you think “yeah, I absolutely should not like this” while still clicking the dirtiest options. They really lean into the groping and teasing, but it’s not like a quick loop, you have to actually work the scenes, move the cursor, find the right spots, wait for the next stage to unlock. The voyeur stuff is strong too: you peeking from behind doors, watching girls touch themselves, or catching Midnight in a moment where you know you should walk away and you obviously don’t. There is this one scene with Hagakure that hits in a weird way, because she is invisible and you are basically reacting to moans and floating clothes while your hand is doing exactly what you think it is. Very pervy, very on brand for this universe in a messed up fan way.

The game flow is slow and clicky, like some old Flash porn game some guy uploaded on Newgrounds after too much Red Bull. You walk around the school, trigger events, get sent to bed, repeat. The lewd payoff is really good when you hit something big, like a handjob from Mina in some semi-public place where she’s pretending it’s just “training,” but sometimes it feels like the dev just wanted you to wander until you get horny enough to accept anything. There are moments where you’re doing light training or “improving your quirk” just to unlock another excuse to grab someone’s ass. It pretends it’s about you trying to avoid your death in the future, but you’ll probably remember more about that first time Jiro’s cool rock girl facade breaks while she’s jerking you off with this embarrassed look, or when Tsuyu’s quiet little lines hit harder than expected while she slides her hand under your pants during “private training by the pool.” You click through dialogues, you open the same rooms too many times, you miss one timing and no scene for that day, and yeah, the pacing can be annoying. But then Midnight bends over her desk in a way that makes your whole moral system crash, and suddenly you forget you wanted better navigation or more clean UI or that one tiny sound effect that loops slightly off beat and starts to drive you insane. Anyway, if you go in, just take it slow, poke every corner of the school, talk to girls more than once per day, save often, and lean into the pervy hero role completely. The game clearly wants you to be the guy who peeks, gropes, and “accidentally” helps every girl reach exactly the kind of climax that has nothing to do with hero work.

You start with this half-dead hotel that looks like it smells of cheap cleaner and old sex, and somehow it becomes this weird little universe where every floor has a different flavor of horny drama. It looks like a normal dating sim at first, like “oh yeah, I’ll just talk to the girls, raise some stats, classic stuff”, and then three scenes later you’re holding a trembling elf maid by the hips while she tries to act all proper and obedient and ends up squirting all over the new bedsheets you saved up to buy. And you’re thinking: ok, I just wanted romance, why is there a menu option for nipple clothespins in the housekeeping budget. But you still click it.

The hotel thing works too well. Everyone is under your roof, so you bump into them doing absolutely everything. You go into a hallway thinking you’re just going to check repairs, and you catch one girl “cleaning” a window with her tits pressed against the glass, tongue out, full ahegao, while someone down in the street could totally see her. It counts as voyeur and exhib stuff at the same time and the game doesn’t even wink at you, it just lets it happen, like yeah, this is just Tuesday here. You can be the pure romance guy and still the world keeps trying to corrupt you. There’s a religious girl praying in one scene, acting shy like a virgin, and later you’re there timing her orgasm denial with your phone while she begs for just one more thrust and you’re like, ok, maybe I’m not “pure” anymore. I kept telling myself I’m avoiding the nastier paths, and two minutes later I’m watching a lactation event where I was only trying to give comfort and suddenly there’s warm milk and a helpless girl calling you “master” in this shaky voice. Total accident. Kind of.

What really got me is how your role shifts without a big “you are a trainer now” sign. One moment you’re like a soft-spoken manager who buys cute maid outfits and simple cosplay ears, the next you’re running what is basically a private bdsm spa on the top floor, where you decide who gets the collar and who just gets spanked until their ass is bright red and they can’t sit in the café. Some girls push you around too, it’s not just male dom. There’s a yandere type that goes from clingy to “if you fuck anyone else I’ll break their legs” energy, and she rides you so hard you legit feel like the slave instead of the trainer. Then later the same night another girl kneels down in the lobby and gives you a slow, careful blowjob like it’s a love letter, and you remember why you came here for romance at all. But then there’s some fucked up family route on the side, anal stuff mixed with “we shouldn’t do this” whispers, a footjob in the laundry room, a titfuck in the elevator when the doors keep almost opening, group sex in a suite where everyone’s moaning your name at once, and somewhere in the middle of that mess you’re still checking income stats on your phone and thinking about upgrade costs like an idiot. The hotel keeps growing, the harem keeps getting bigger, some girls get their breasts reduced while others suddenly swell up like a fantasy elf breeding project, and you’re walking around your own building knowing exactly which room has a girl quietly masturbating, which one hides a camera for your voyeur habit, and which bed has fresh cum drying in the sheets because you didn’t even bother with pulling out after that last creampie. It’s romantic in the trashiest way, and trashy in a way that somehow still feels kind of sweet.

Amnesia plus a house full of insanely hot women is always a mess, and here it goes straight into “you really should not fuck these people” territory in the best possible way. You wake up with no clue who you are, where you are, or why everybody around you has porn-tier curves and acts like walking temptation. Nobody is calling it what it is, but the way they look at you, the way they lean in too close, the way they “accidentally” brush their tits on your arm while pretending everything is normal, it’s obvious this place is broken in a very fun way. The game lets you be that guy who is a bit lost, a bit horny, and way too curious for his own good. You’re poking around the house, pretending to look for answers, but every answer is attached to a big ass or a soft mouth or a “don’t tell anyone about this” smile. You get these slow teasing scenes where she’s sitting on the couch, you see just a bit too much thigh, the top rides up, she pretends she doesn’t notice you staring. Then she notices. Then she keeps pretending. One click later your hand is on her leg and she’s breathing harder instead of pushing you away. That kind of vibe all over the place.

What I actually liked is that it’s not only “click the option to fuck, congratulations, fade to black.” You can go for the lazy perv route, just sneaking around, watching them change, catching them in the shower with the door not fully closed, staying silent while your dick does all the thinking. Or you risk a hand sliding under the towel, fingers tracing along her hip, waiting if the game slaps your hand away or lets you explore more. Sometimes they play shy, especially the older one with that whole “I shouldn’t, this is wrong” routine while her tongue is already on your shaft and she’s looking up at you, eyes wet, like that solves anything. The build up hits pretty hard: the way she strokes you slow at first, then faster, spits a little, you can almost hear that sloppy sound in your head. And it actually lets you push it, not just oral then cutscene. You can pull her onto your lap, feel her grind over you, panties soaked, until she finally gives in and you’re buried inside her. There is this one scene where you go from a careful touch on her ass to just full on pounding her from behind, watching those cheeks bounce, and when you finally unload, you stay in and she squeezes around you while you flood her. Zero “safe” choices there, it just focuses on that raw “I’m not pulling out” energy and lets you enjoy the mess you made while she’s panting, legs shaking, pretending she didn’t like it as much as you did.

It’s weird how this one opens so soft, like it’s pretending to be an average story about school life and studying, and then bam - someone’s hand is halfway down a skirt before you realize it’s even happening. The pacing’s all messed up in a good way, like the dev forgot what subtlety means but accidentally nailed tension instead. You’re walking through a hallway scene, low chatter from classmates, and then a camera pan catches Will’s reflection in a trophy case - his eyes look too damn curious. That’s when you know: this isn’t about grades. Cindy acts like she’s clueless, but you catch that smirk every time the screen lingers a second too long on her mouth. It’s not polished storytelling, but it’s the kind where you can smell the sweat before the clothes even start dropping.

The voyeur stuff hits differently here; it’s not shown like cheap shock but like this slow infection that spreads between scenes. You peek, then you keep peeking, and before long you’re complicit. There’s this one balcony scene - moonlight, wind, a half-whispered laugh - and then suddenly everything’s skin and breath and barely-there sound effects that make your phone vibrate like it’s judging you. I swear the devs have a thing for teasing you right to the edge just to throw in some totally unnecessary dialogue about saving the world. Who even remembers the fantasy subplot? It’s like the plot’s drunk, swaying between hero talk and someone’s mom bending over too slow. And yeah, I noticed the weird physics on the boobs during that group scene; they move like they’ve got their own quest log. Not complaining, just confused.

If you’re gonna play it, don't rush. Let it drag you through the awkward pauses and dumb jokes. The corruption stuff doesn’t hit hard if you spam-click past conversations; you gotta soak in the guilt, the little side glances. That’s where it gets spicy - where the world feels too real for a 2D mess of pixels. I kept thinking I’d close it after “just one more scene,” but then someone moaned out a name that wasn’t supposed to be moaned, and yeah... there went my evening.