This one feels like somebody glued together three different horny fanfics on a crowded Tokyo train and forgot to clean the edges, and I kinda like that. The whole thing is set in this cramped subway car where time is weirdly frozen, people are there but they’re also not really there, like background NPCs in a visual novel who never get their own sprites. You’ve got this mashup of familiar faces: Orihime with that soft, heavy chest practically violating gravity under her uniform, Rinslet looking like she escaped from some mid-2000s AMV, and Misa Amane doing exactly what every Death Note fan secretly knew she’d do if you turned the morality slider all the way to “trash.” The game doesn’t care if you understand Japanese, and honestly it’s almost better that way. You just keep poking at the screen, tapping the girls, the speech bubbles, the little glowing bits, until the scene edges forward and suddenly someone’s on their knees on the disgusting subway floor with a cock in her mouth like this is the most natural thing in the world. It feels more like flipping through an old hentai doujin someone scanned and turned into a point-and-click than like a “proper” game, which is funny, because all those years of reading fan translations on batoto and random Blogspot sites finally pay off here.
There’s this moment where Orihime is pinned near the train door, hand against the glass, tits pressed up and straining against the white blouse, and a stranger’s hand just slides under her skirt like the world outside doesn’t exist. The train keeps going, nobody reacts, and she’s blushing with that dumb sweet expression that is half “please stop” and half “please don’t stop.” The blowjob scenes hit that very old-school hentai vibe: sloppy, shiny, almost too glossy, spit and cum everywhere, the guy’s face cropped out like the camera only cares about throat and lips. Misa kneeling in her punk goth outfit, choker on, sucking like she’s auditioning to be the patron saint of bad decisions, is one of those images that could be a looped gif on a NSFW Twitter account and you’d still stop scrolling. Rinslet’s there too, more like the cool side character that suddenly agrees to a handjob in the corner of the carriage, away from the main chaos, which oddly made me think of minor characters in Dickens who get one strong scene, then vanish. The clicking itself is kind of annoying sometimes, because scenes stall and you end up poking every inch of the screen like a confused raccoon, wondering which tiny invisible hotspot will finally move the blowjob from teasing to actual penetration. I really hate how the sound loop restarts at slightly wrong timing, by the way, it’s like when Spotify hiccups between tracks and your brain feels it even if you don’t want to. But then Orihime’s tits bounce in that too-sudden way, or Misa’s mascara looks a bit smeared around her eyes while she takes it deeper, and you forget you were irritated five seconds ago. It’s messy, horny, way too focused on big boobs and subway groping to pretend it’s anything else, and the whole thing plays like someone’s secret folder of crossover fantasies accidentally turned interactive.
Added: Jun 18, 2018
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