Let's give a birth in yaoi game! ~Sweet Pool~ non blind LP

Well, red for this last choice makes sense then.

Bleeding from neck, bath turning red; "Eh, it's nothing. I guess I'll think about it later."

The aroma of a late dinner was coming from Okinaga's residence.


Zenya: Is dinner ready?

~Baby~

Voice echoed in the living room.

~Baby! You have such a beautiful shirt again~


Zenya: Dinner is late, right, Christie?

Pouting, Zegna sat for a wide dining table. He stroked the green iguana, who was sitting on his shoulder.

~I already did know that he's talking to iguana. Otherwise I'd cry "Whyyy?! Why you're already have a girlfriend in BL game?!"~


Mafioso-driver: Wait a little bit longer, please.

~HAH! Mafioso in the red apron with little baby chick! I love this family so very much~

A man who was cooking in the kitchen - Kitani - politely replied, holding a frying pan.

~HAH!~


Okinaga residence was in twenty minutes from the Academy, on the second floor of the white house.

The interior design was modest, without much decoration and furniture.
The house is maintained in perfect purity. On the shiny floor was not a scratch.

~And everything did that big guy in the chicken apron! HAH!~

All because Kitani diligently cleaned everything.

~AHAHAHAH~


Kitani: Sorry for making you wait.

Kitani put on the table a dish of grilled minced meat and eggplants. Zegna happily raised his hands.

~Kitani...marry me! Don't mind my oyajicon~


Zenya: I've been waiting for this! I'm hungry.

~Just look at his happy face!~

Kitani: So, start eating.

Kitani said kindly, while giving Zenya bowl of miso soup.
On the table were several kinds of steamed and roasted vegetables, salad and rice.

~MARRY ME~

Zenya: Thank you for the meal!


Zenya clasped his hands in front before start eating. Looking at this, Kitani shot apron and seat in front of Zenya.
Kitani didn't eat himself, waiting when Zegna will finish dinner. On his own initiative, he played the role of housekeeper.

-In short. Zenya's father - Kunihito - was a head of mafioso group. He picked up Kitani. Kitani rose through the hierarchy to the status of an heir. But Kunihito lost his mind and he was forced to leave the business. Kitani followed him, not taking offers to become the next head. Because Kunihito saved his life. Now he's even enjoying making dishes-


Zenya: Kitani, it's delicious.

Said Zenya with his mouth full of food.

~I love that Zenya treats Kitani well~


Kitani: You have bad manners, young boss.


Zenya: Oh come on! It doesn't matter. Okaaay~ here's perilla for Christie~

He took a sheet of perilla salad and held it to the face of lizard. Christie looked with interest at the feast, and started chewing.

Zenya: Delicious, right?

Smiling, Zegna bowed his head, as if waiting for the iguana to agree.


Kitani: Oh you...

-and then all this peaceful scene was disturbed by a voice-


???: Zen.


Quiet husky voice sounded in the living room.

~Give me my smiling Zenya and Kitani back, you bastard!~

Zenya's smile disappeared without a trace. Kitani knew that this always happens, he stiffened.


Zenya turned toward the voice.

Zenya's father, former head of the first group Okinaga, benefactor of Kitani - Okinaga Kunihito.
Mentally ill, now he was sitting at home.
Dignity of man, who ran many people, felt in a big body and deep wrinkles between the eyebrows. But one detail spoil the impression.

His eyes.
Don't hiding the horror obsequious eyes of cornered animal. Everyone who knew Kunihito were surprised by that dramatic change.


Kunihito: Did you wash your hands when you returned?

Speaking in judgmental tone Kunihito tried to enter the dining room.

-crashing sound-


Kunihito: Hiiiiiiiiii-

~YEAOUUGH~


Zenya:...

Kunihito shouted, protecting his head with hands he fell to the floor.
Debris of the crashed into the wall plate fell nearby.

Zegna watched him in silence some time and then he rose.


Zenya: Oh, I'm full.

Zeyna stretched, as if nothing had happened. He stroked the iguana and went.
Kunihito started, but Zegna passed by without noticing him.

Kitani: Young boss!

Zenya didn't turn round to the Kitani's voice.


But suddenly Zegna stopped in the hallway. He stared into space.
It was similar to the actions of the animal, carefully listened to the distance.

Zenya: Ah... it's moved... right now.

~EWWWW. Pregnancy reference anyone?~

Kitani: ?

But Zenya has passed up the stairs.


...and it's always like that. Kitani sighed.
Zegna hated Kunihito. Every time I saw him, he mocks him.

-In short. Kitani lover each of them so he is torn between the two. He helped Kunihito to stand. Kunihito mumbles something like:"He must pray! Or else... or else...the wrath!.." Kitani sighs again.-


Tomorrow we will return to Yohji and his misadventures.

in the meanwhile, iguana-chan...



/random

HAH!

I wonder how'd it be a sweet pool iguana version....

What are they wearing Zenya that sweater/cami-thing it's so adorable and fabulo-
...
...




HE'S GOT A PET IGUANA HOLY SHIT THIS MAN IS PERFECT.

And he named it Christie oh Zenya baby you're so adorable can I just love you forever and ever
Also dawwwwww, Kitani why are you so adorable too?
Fuck why do I feel a Zenya x Kitani shipping urge coming on why why why whyyyyyyyyyyy
There was going to be more to this post but I've developed a very strong need to find pictures of Zenya with his iguana.
Dear internet, please let some exist. thank you.

Actually in my dialect that might be interpreted as "I wanna find pictures of Zenya with his dong"
Sorry for the random linguistical spam not trololol

NOT THAT IGUANA.

But here, have this iguana:

Also Pixiv can you please give me pictures of this beautiful reptile that aren't creepy. thank you.

Good Zenya-kun, always use protection on your iguana!
↓↓↓

Just...sit there and let me try to shower you with love through my computer, okay?

Here, have an almost not-creepy find that describes my feelings for you:

u///////u <3

A mafioso driver that cooks and wears chicken aprons.. Is Kitani an option? oo

I have no idea if I did the spoiler thing right.

I just caught up to this thread....

I need a new regret box, I just filled mine.

My regret box is surprisingly empty (yes, even after THAT), so here:
Boxes for everyone!!

I still haven't filled my regret box with anything. I broke it out on page 2.

Kitani really is kind of a babe, isn't he?

Hey, there's still room in the box fort. You're welcome there if you want.

I'm finally free from my exams! Yeah it lasted almost 2 months. It was like a living hell... ugh...
So let's forget all the nighmares and play!


Next day Yohji went to school. Because of lack of sleep his head was heavy.
He didn't sleep last night. Every time he closed his eyes he remembered that bloody illuson and strange noise.

~period fantasy and meaty noise from the street~

He was able to doze off only in the morning. Of course, his state of health is poor now.


Somehow he survived this morning, but now afternoon classes had to start.


Sensei of religion: Let's start our lesson.

~religion... classes of religion... ugh... what they do at these classes?~


Under the guidance of the teacher, students read passages from the Bible.

~Ah, I see...~

With head in the clouds Yohji looked proposals on the open page.

He almost didn't perceive what he had seen and heard.

He already was so far behind in his studies. It was necessary to concentrate, but Yohji has been distracted all the time.

Sensei: ...So there are three major confessions in Christianity. There are other trends, often referred to as heretical, but they differ only slightly different interpretation of the Bible.


Sensei: In the time of the Meiji era, this region has been created great religious movement, which was also called a heresy. This movement was a cult and was therefore prohibited and disbanded.

~A lot of serious but important information~

Sensei: As for the Japanese, they say that the religious beliefs of our people are weak. And what about you? Do you believe in God?

In the class there were a puzzled noise and a laugh.

~If you don't want to say something turn the question into a joke. Yep~

Virtually no one in the class was a believer.

~yep. Into a joke. Yep~

Sensei: This is my personal opinion, but I believe that demand from people of faith is completely useless.
Sensei: Some people believe, some do not. How many people - so many opinions, to each his own. There's no religion, which would have believed by everyone.
Sensei: When everyone started to believe in nature and in God ... I think that moment was the beginning of faith. God equally looks after people who believe and who do not believe. He is in every soul, even if you do not notice.


Does God exist in reality?

~Yep, there must be something. Or else it will be sad~

Listening to the teacher, Yohji vaguely thought about it.


Maybe he exists. Yohji could not challenge or confirm his existence.

~Ugh, Yohji... STAHP! I don't like this music! Just believe and don't think. When you think there's always this creepy music~

To be honest, Yohji did not care. If faith in God saved someone, so be it.

~oh... fair enough. If you know what you want then why are you...~

For these people like him, it does not matter whether God exists.
In that case, Yohji was in a group of unbelievers?

~Yohji... you know when you hear this music it means that something bad is going to happen. Very soon.~

It was not clear.
But it seemed that most people thought the same way. Including those who are in the class.


Aimlessly looking around, he saw the profile of Tetsuo.
What about Tetsuo? If someone asked about God's existence, what would he say?

Yohji tilted his head, thinking about this sudden issue.

~Yohji. STAHP~


Now it was more important to concentrate on the lesson.
~yes!~

By the way how can I submit OST? I mean, what site could I use since youTube doesn't have all the tracks?

Do you want to upload the OST tracks? If so, Tindeck seems a pretty good site for LPing purposes.

thanks!

Yohji wasn't able to concentrate at all, and thus the day is ended.


He went to the garbage cans. He wanted to go home earlier so finish his duties faster.
When he was sorting garbage, he felt a presence. Yohji heard a faint ringing of a chain tacked on to the wallet.

It was Tetsuo.

Yohji turn nervous but contunued his work.
There was a rustling sound of garbage bags. Then all was quiet.

Tetsuo: You...


Tetsuo spoke to him.
Suppressing emotions, Yohji turned around - in his hands was a package from the grocery store.
There were the remains of the lunch in the package. Although, it was not quite the leftovers. The food was scarcely touched.

It was Yohji's...again.

~Lad, stop doing it~

As always, Yohji brought food from the store where he worked. But due to poor health he could not eat it.
Therefore, he felt guilty that he has to throw it away.

~Then don't throw it! You can eat later, sheesh~


Tetsuo: Isn't it your lunch?
Yohji:...yeah?

Yohji, still feeling guilty, replied vaguely. And Tetsuo slightly narrowed eyes.


Tetsuo: Hmmm.

~Ahh! I'M SORRY! I'm sorry! Don't get maad!~

Yohji looked away to avoid a sharp look of Tetsuo. He continued his work in an accelerated pace.
He did not want to see that look again. He had a feeling that he is seen through.

Something in Tetsuo is induced to such thoughts.

~That's why he scares me out!~


When he could not stand the sight, Yohji finished sorting the garbage and left the room with the package.


Going to the containers, he breathed deeply. His body immediately relaxed.

Yet everything with Tetsuo was difficult. When they were alone together, Yohji's breathing goes astray.


These eyes... Although Tetsuo was not around Yohji felt he was being watched.

~I hate you, Tetuo D:>~

A rare sight, that drilled his neck.

~ugh~


Yohji: ...


Suddenly Yohji remembered Tetsuo's touch. Unconsciously, he put his hand to his neck.

~Yohji...stop thinking...~


And then Yohji rememebered that illusion with red water.

~stahhp~

Yesterday, the blood on his hand.
Was it an illusion?


Why did Tesuo touch him? Did he mock him?
Or he still saw something for which he wanted to touch?


Gradually entangled, Yohji interrupted his thoughts.
While thinking in circles he will not achieve anything. There was the opportunity to ask Tetsuo directly, but Yohji did not know how to approach him.
He couldn't ask Tetsuo:'Hey did you see blood on my neck?'...


While thinking about it Yohji approached the dump.

~Yohji, goddammit, stop thinking and do something!~


On the way back Yohji saw Tetsuo. He was going to throw the garbage too.


Yohji lowered his eyes as he passed. He felt a sweet aroma.

That aroma again!

But he hasn't had a chance to think about it.


Entering the hall, he felt tired, like a wasting.

I wholeheartedly concur: Yohji, stahp! DD:

I audibly squealed when I got home from work and saw this updated.

What's wrong with me?

"Forget all the nightmares" and "think about this game" are not two things I can do at once, but I'm glad there's an update. Hope your exams went well, YonYonYon!

Welp. I read the whole topic, and... this is gonna be an interesting ride, isn't it ?

*grabs her popcorn*

Dear Father Sky, Nitro+chiral. Nitro+chiral. Where do I start with them? I have such a Love-Hate relationship with them. I adore their art and a few of their games (DRAMAtical Murder, and Lamento yeeeeeeees), but this one set me a whole new standard when it came for BL games for me to look up. It gave me so many epiphanies it's not even funny. Nor is what I had epiphanies about I'm not even going to say what. This was actually the first Nitro+chiral game I actively researched. And so, in my normal unbridaled curiosity, I went and saw all the endings. I should have murdered my curiosity there. It got me so many conflicted feels and why the fuck am I looking at this? Yet I can't help the part of me that adores this game. I'm going to go rock myself in a corner and try not to have a complete mental colapse while following this.

WHY AM I GETTING AN ALERT FOR THIS THREAD I THOUGHT I UNWATCHED IT THERE ARE LIMITS TO MY MASOCHISM I DON'T HAVE THE STRENGTH TO READ THIS gross sobbing

But hi, guys! How're you all doing? You know, at eighteen pages of terrifying BL games. Why won't this thread let me crawl away in peace please don't tell me it's going yandere on my ass but I still love all of you. Even if I can't stomach the content of the game being LP'ed.

I DON'T KNOW WHY I'M EVEN STARTING TO WATCH THIS THREAD I KNOW WHAT HAPPENS IN ALL THE ROUTES *hysterical sobbing* I think the part of me that is Yandere is enjoying this much more than it should, and wants that to be known.

I leave Broken Forum for a few months to wallow in my mental illnesses read other things for a while, and I come back to All The Pokémon and this. Good gods. Can someone spare a few regret boxes? All mine are full, and I'm in this for the long haul.

Oh, and I vote all Makoto's red options. All of them.

I think I'm going to need to hit up Google for cute animal pictures if I want to keep up with the other posters.

I'm so glad this thread is back. It is just so much fun.

OOOOH, NEWCOMERS!



My boat is really nice! We serve male pregnancy for breakfast, yanderes for lunch and cannibalism for dinner. And everything under the religion sauce! Also we will have music backgrounds!
I hope you will enjoy our ride.

After an 1:30 hour I've finally reached 1 big event. But I feel tired from all of this there-is-no-hope-ish atmosphere and it's better to read that event in one piece, so expect big update tomorrow.

I'm super excited. I will have to calm myself by taking a nice relaxing blood bubble bath

I'm extremely excited too. The only thing that I am a teensy bit nervous about is the cannibalism. The rest has no affect on me. I wish I could play it myself... but... I'm only fluent in English. >.<

Not sure if want.

We both know we're going to read it anyway, though.

Yes. Yes we are. Always.

Welcome back, YonYonYon! I'm looking forward to the update tomorrow. :D

As always, the regret box fort welcomes anyone and everyone. Except for Eboby.

I bet Makoto is going to eat so many babies.

*Grabs his cat and huddles in the box fort, peeking out a window*


Looking forward to the update! ...Tentatively.

I came across this, and immediately found myself thinking of Makoto.

I'm not sure what that says about me. orz