Fortune Bride

One moment you're blacking out on the school rooftop, the next you're kneeling in a red chapel with your childhood friend Konoha shaking beside you and a giant monitor announcing that you've both been drafted into a game to choose a "bride candidate." It's less romance than hostage situation, and the tone matches: cold, mechanical, faintly cruel.

The rules are simple and brutal. Bring Konoha's body to ecstasy and hit the quota before the death deadline, or the floor gives out and you fall. The only way through is to "develop" her yourself, slot by slot, with your own hands.

Play revolves around that development loop: working through stages of contact and arousal, building her up under time pressure rather than free-roaming a story. It's a trainer dressed as a survival game, where every session is really a countdown you're trying to beat.