The first time Momo’s sprite glitched out and her skirt just... stayed floating at neck level while she talked about ghost hunting, I knew this was something special. Not polished special. More like finding a half assembled Gundam in a cereal box special. This Renpy thing mashes up Dandadan energy with pokemon style collecting, except what you’re collecting is mostly trauma and panty shots.

The corruption route starts with what I can only describe as the most aggressive hand holding scene I’ve encountered since that one weird Digimon doujin. You pick dialogue options that slowly turn the female cast into exhibitionist messes, and the AI generated art somehow makes every character look like they’re both 100% into it and also deeply confused about their life choices. There’s a moment where the protagonist, this blank faced guy who I swear blinks like twice total, convinces a girl to flash a classroom window. The writing treats this with the gravity of a Shakespearean betrayal. I couldn’t stop clicking.

Then the game forgets it was doing that and throws you into a girls love route where suddenly the femdom tag makes sense. One scene has a character literally tying up another with what appears to be a phone charger. The dialogue box just says “you’re my charger now” and I think about that line more than I should.

Multiple endings pop up based on decisions you’ll barely remember making. The harem route feels like the game’s apology for making you choose earlier. I wish the pokemon parody elements actually involved catching something instead of just vague monster references in the background. But whatever, this is a fever dream where a Renpy visual novel decided to have an identity crisis and I’m here for it.