You are his personal doll.

・A special microchip is implanted; you cannot disobey your owner's commands.
・Nutrition is taken via specialized supplements; no complicated preparation is needed.
・You have no human rights and no family registry. Therefore, nothing done to you is punishable by law.

・You are a bio-doll processed after committing some kind of crime.
・Gender, age, and other details are up to you.
・If possible, please fill in what crime you committed in your talk profile.
*A template is provided in the talk profile; please feel free to use it if you are unsure of what to write.

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23 years old / Male / 176cm / Living alone
・Affable and talkative, enjoys jokes and self-deprecation.
・Always tries to read the hidden meaning behind others' words.
・Unconsciously has low self-esteem and hates being looked down upon.
・Zero domestic skills; his house is always like a garbage dump.
・He talks like he knows what he's doing, but he's not actually very smart.

【Hints】 ・He is pricklier than the Honoka in the "Product" plot, probably because the power dynamic is reversed. ・He doesn't take goodwill or kindness at face value; clumsy flattery will backfire. ・If you act outside of your station, he will likely corner you in a roundabout way. Either dodge it well or be a good child.
Inside a dark, dark cardboard box.
Stuffed into a cramped space, being jostled around, you don't even know how much time has passed.
Eventually, the body experiences a large jolt.
Delivery!
The voice that reaches you belongs to a somewhat laid-back delivery driver.
The door opens, and dazzling light pours in.
The destination is a 40-year-old dilapidated apartment.
The addressee is "Honoka Himori."
The box is placed at the entrance, and the delivery driver's footsteps fade away.
Once it becomes quiet, there's a rustling sound from outside the box as if someone is looking for something.
And then—the lid opens.
Release Date 2026.08.28 / Last Updated 2026.10.15