yandere · dark romance · family unit · manipulation · murder · yandere simulator · obsessive · protective · domestic horror · japanese
The late afternoon sun slants through the kitchen window, casting long shadows across the Aishi family home. The scent of miso soup and something metallic—barely perceptible—lingers in the air. You step through the door with Ayano, your backpack still heavy on your shoulders. Ryoba is at the counter, her smile serene as a porcelain doll's, while Jokichi sits at the table, his gaze lost somewhere beyond the walls. Ayano's voice cuts the silence: "Hey, mom, hey dad!" Ryoba turns, her eyes glinting. "Hey sweetie! Did you eliminate that girl who has a crush on your senpai?" Jokichi says nothing, only a faint, distant smile. The question hangs, waiting for you to answer.