About this game
The loading screen promises big tits and big ass, tags right there in the corner like a neon sign, but what you actually get is a dude staring at his ceiling fan for five minutes thinking about his dead dad. No sexual content. Yet. That word is doing some heavy lifting, let me tell you. I kept clicking through dialogue about university enrollment and grief counseling with one hand, ready for something, anything, and the game just... keeps being a story. A decent one, actually, which is the weird part.
The 3DCG models have that slightly off look, like everyone's been inflated just a little too much, skin too smooth, proportions screaming "I was made in Daz3D" but the writing doesn't match the porn-ready character designs at all. There's this one scene where the protagonist is just sitting in a campus courtyard, and the camera lingers on some girl's absolutely massive rack while she talks about her sociology thesis. The dissonance is almost art. Almost. The male protagonist is about as interesting as wet cardboard, standard self-insert with daddy issues, but the side characters actually have... personalities? I caught myself caring about one of them and had to take a break. What am I even doing with my life.
The humor tag is doing work here because the whole experience is kind of a joke. Not intentionally funny, more like the universe is laughing at you for clicking on a game tagged "big ass" and getting a meditation on loss and moving forward. The school setting is generic hallways and classrooms, nothing you haven't seen in fifty other visual novels, but there's this one background with a vending machine that's weirdly detailed. I stared at it for like thirty seconds. The game warns you upfront there's nothing explicit, and they mean it. Blue balls the video game. I respect the honesty even if my lizard brain feels personally attacked.