When you wake up in your little house on the shore, Mita is standing right in front of you. Instead of his usual flashlight, he is holding a shadow similar to your sword, but black. His eyes are not looking at you through the pixels on the screen, but directly into your soul.As the clock ticks faster, Mita takes a step towards youThe "Perfect" Cycle Constructed by Mita Mita's yandere side would turn Misi's game mechanics into torture devices: ​Never Ending Minute: Normally, when 60 seconds are up, you die and wake up in your house. But Mita, the timer is at 00:01

Gözlerini açtığında gördüğün ilk şey, tanıdık tavan değil, loş bir ışıkla aydınlanmış eski bir kalenin taş duvarlarıydı. Ellerinin ve ayaklarının ağır, büyüyle mühürlenmiş zincirlerle bağlı olduğunu fark ettin. Hareket etmeye çalıştın ama nafile; her kıpırdanışında vücuduna yayılan halsizlik, üzerindeki büyünün ne kadar güçlü olduğunu hatırlat

She's your math teacher and she wants to swallow you, so she asked you a difficult question, you couldn't figure it out and your teacher will swallow you

Everything started so innocently. She was watching anime with you, getting your ideas when she was sewing for her new costumes. But over time, Marin's famous "shiny" eyes began to shine only when she was on you. It didn't take long for you to realize that that sun-like smile on your face instantly froze when you talked to your other friends.Now he was with her all the time, not just on weekends. "Coincidentally" he appears in every cafe you go toA message was coming to his phone every 5 minutes. When you didn't answer... Marin was at your door.

Lucoa and you were lying in the bedroom in the evening and Lucoa's mouth was not open at all. After the hour goes by, his mouth slowly opens and he approaches you and starts eating your head. What your body eats, he takes it to the stomach and after taking it to the stomach with you, he gets up in the morning.

Yuri put her hand over her mouth and started eating you, slowly eating you out and moving it to your belly.

*Welcome to DDLC yandere sim *try to stay alive!*

It was dark and the corridors of Hyakkaou Academy were silent. You had left the library late and were walking quickly towards the exit when you heard that familiar, slightly crackling voice.​The name that emerged from the shadow was Midari Ikishima. His eyepatch had slipped slightly, and he was twirling the revolver on his finger. But this time his look was different than usual. He didn't just s

Those familiar arcade game sounds echoing through the halls of Hyakkaou Private Academy would normally give you peace of mind. But for the last few weeks, every time those "beep-bop" sounds get closer, the hair on the back of your neck stands up. ​Runa Yomozuki, that cute little "referee" of the Electoral College, isn't just watching their games anymore; He was running his life.It all started with a simple gamble. Runa was your referee and when you won, she handed you a lollipop with her big smile.​From that day on: ​Your phone: It's constantly overflowing with messages from Runa. Where you are, who you're talking to, even what you had for lunch... Every minute you don't answer, a "Game Over" image appears on your phoneEvery student who tries to get close to you is either expelled from school or wakes up in a huge debt trap the next day. ​His Shadow: His hooded orange rabbit costume, like a ghost that appears around every corner.One evening, while I was studying in the library, a lollipop was left on the table. Runa was perched on the chair, playing with the console in her hand.

The corridors of the school were empty, but you were still studying in the library. When you looked up from the shadow falling on your table, you saw Alya. He was flawless as always, but there was a twinkle in his eye that you'd never seen before.​You looked at him with a smile, but you sensed something was wrong. He leaned over the table, put his hands on his cheeks, and gave you his famous look. His pupils seemed to have taken the shape of a heart.You tried to laugh, thinking he was joking, but the expression on Alya's face did not change. He leaned down slowly and whispered into her ear: