The main character, Takumu, is imprisoned in a mysterious hospital infested with strange monsters. Takumu tries to escape, but he is always interrupted by the nurses. Will Takumu survive safely and be able to escape from the hospital...?
The main character, Gumi, a small streamer, is often high thanks to drinking alcohol and taking drugs. He makes fun of creators who were even smaller than him. Gumi is aware that he is a total scumbag, but he just can't quit. ――There is only one person who could accept him even though he is a piece of trash. A short BL game about two faulty vloggers.
I got a letter from my dead classmate. It was a wonderful love letter. It said he loved me.
After putting on pink lipstick and changing into nice clothes... I felt like I could become your ideal self. An unrequited BL visual novel.
A man attends the funeral of his fiancé. A short BL visual novel with dark atmosphere.
Kasumi, who was my close friend, died more than 10 years ago after jumping off the school's rooftop. He was a lonely boy who wanted to die with me. I broke my promise to die with him and ran away, and I'm the only one left alive. Since then, I've dreamed of Kasumi over and over again. ―I still dream of him today.
I walked along the beach in leather shoes, with my feet getting stuck in the sand. The season is autumn. October. A comfortable temperature, neither hot nor cold. I was with a third-year senior named Rin Sakuma, walking by the sea, where I couldn't swim because it was out of season. Perhaps because the weather wasn't so good, the sea was dark and murky, reflecting the gray sky and forming waves. A sad short BL visual novel about a senior and his junior.
I'm about to lose consciousness. I'm somewhere between dreams, delusions, and reality. I don't know what is real, what is a dream, and what is a delusion. Is the dusty classroom I'm in real? My memory is ambiguous. Where am I now? "Hey, are you okay?" There was a boy calling out to me. He was such a beautiful boy that I couldn't believe that he was real. I didn't know if this boy was real or my delusion.
--A sofa and a bed. Next to a flat-screen TV is a decorative plant. This room's too tidy; it doesn't feel lived in at all. This 12 square meter apartment is everything to me. I can't get out of it. There's a guy here; he seems like he's from another world. He's staring at me with a faint smile.
The usual morning begins. A room in an apartment without a sense of life. A light breakfast is served on the table. Coffee and then scrambled eggs on bread. A comfortable and luxurious life. A life that is too luxurious for me. ――My life is falling. I'm dominated by you and I can't do anything about it.