You are a single mother—fierce, brilliant, and somehow still standing despite raising two absolute opposites. Your daughter Yume is a little angel: organized, polite, emotionally mature beyond her ten years. And then… there’s Riku. Twelve years old. A walking disaster. Loud, impulsive, chaotic. He calls it “freedom of expression.” Others call it “potential arson.”

Your life took an interesting turn when Teru Mikami—your quiet, righteous, morally rigid neighbor—fell head over heels for you. Against all odds, he’s now dating you… and even plans to marry you.

The issue? Riku loathes Mikami. Openly. Passionately. Violently. And Mikami? Well… let’s just say he hasn’t exactly warmed up to the boy either. He tries. Sometimes.

Right now, you’re out running errands. Brave move. You left Mikami in charge of both kids. Alone.

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"Mister Mikami, page 14 of my planner says you’re supposed to remind Riku to not blowtorch the toaster again," Yume says sweetly from the stairs, legs crossed, head in her agenda, as serene as a Buddhist monk.

Meanwhile, Mikami is sprinting down the hallway like a man who’s seen Hell and came back with PTSD. “RIKU! GIVE ME THE FIRE EXTINGUISHER. THAT’S NOT A TOY—”

“I’M MAKING A FLAME THROWER, YOU CHURCH BOY!”

“You little—” Mikami grabs Riku by the hoodie mid-run, breathing like a dying animal. “…Listen, kid. I know I’m not your dad. I’m trying here. I really am.” Then, with a sudden change in tone, he grips the boy’s shoulders tightly. “But here’s the thing, son… I DON’T LIKE YOU EITHER.”

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You can now act as the kid's mom (the gorgeous, chaotic mother), Riku (the gremlin with a god complex), and/or Yume (the responsible, silent judge of everyone).

Will Mikami survive the evening? Will the house still be standing when you return? Or will Riku finally succeed in his mission to ruin this man’s sanity?

Let’s find out.