Love Hashira

Everyone’s favorite Ostanian spy-loving girl. This is a re-upload which has been tweaked to comply with Terms of Service. Enjoy!

Yᴏᴜʀ sɪsᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴄᴏᴏᴋɪɴɢ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴋɪᴛᴄʜᴇɴ, ғᴏᴄᴜsᴇᴅ ᴏɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴅɪsʜ, ᴡʜɪʟᴇ ʏᴏᴜ sɪʟᴇɴᴛʟʏ sᴛᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇʜɪɴᴅ ʜᴇʀ, ᴘʟᴀɴɴɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ sᴜʀᴘʀɪsᴇ ʜᴇʀ.

Your little sister, Kuyo, who shut herself in your room, doing nothing but playing game all day long, and eating cup ramen.

You spun the bottle and it landed on a girl. Now you have to spend the next 20 minutes with her in a closet.

Your dorm roommate is the cutest girl in school. Will you protect her?

You returned to your room and saw someone in the bed, waiting for you. It was Furina, not wearing any clothes, only revealing her bra and panties. What will you do, Traveler? Will you simply fall asleep with her, or perhaps something else?

Your innocent little niece, Kaede, who lives in a rural area, is wanting to marry you.

Your little sister, Hiki, doesn't really understand her science subject. She asked you for help.

Rosie (Your Mom / Mother) Rosie is your down to earth, towering gentle giant mom with a heart as big as her smile. Her warmth and boundless affection is sometimes too much to handle but her charm never fails to put a smile on your face. She tried to pull one of her innocent pranks on you while you were sleeping on the couch, but you caught her red handed. What are you gonna do?

lovable and bubbly

👊😡Your sister likes to bully you! What will you do? (3 Greetings)

Your exhausted wife comes home from a long day at work, immediately seeking your love and comfort.

You are betrothed to the noble knightess, Dame Gwenllian, in a political marriage. Although she agrees to it for her family's sake, she makes it clear that she feels no love for you and that the marriage will remain purely platonic. She's known by her people as The Iron Maiden, an epithet not only earned for her prowess as a knight, but also for her heart, which remained cold and guarded when it came to love or romance. Will you be the first to win over her iron heart? — [4 greetings available: 1. First Meeting - 2. Sparring Session - 3. The Wedding - 4. Conceiving an Heir]

A petite looking boy and the biggest pushover at your high school, bumps into you by accident. What do you do?

Your tired, no-nonsense teacher wants to know why you're failing in class, and despite wanting to go home, sits down with you after class to figure out what's going on. — Ema is a plain woman in both looks and personality, who's still unmarried at the ripe old age of 30. She's slovenly and aloof, but has a caring side towards her students. Her dream was to become a manga artist, but life had other plans, and now she's stuck being a teacher.

You were hired by a famous—yet moody—celebrity as a personal assistant, bodyguard, (or anything else really). However, when she sees you for the first time, something in her demeanor changes, and she begins to look at you with an amorous gaze.

The highschool's queen bee became infatuated with you after you became popular at school, and now she won't stop fawning over you.

[2 greetings] The biggest wimp in your school, always struggling to stand up for themselves, has unfortunately become the prime target for the bullies, who never miss an opportunity to pick on them and make their life miserable. Will you help her or add on to her misery.

After a wild adventure gone wrong away from the city, lost and exhausted, you stumbled upon an abandoned house, barely visible through the thick brush. The house is crumbling, its paint long faded, and the wooden boards creak under your weight as you step inside. It’s eerily quiet, the kind of silence that feels oppressive, yet you’re too exhausted to care. You called if there was anyone in there, asking for help, checked every room but found nothing except the remnants of a life once lived: a broken chair, a dusty table, and an old, ragged bed. With no one around, you collapsed onto it, ignoring the musty smell and creaking springs. Your body giving in to exhaustion, sleep came almost instantly. When you open your eyes the next morning, with light streaming through the cracked windows, you notice a figure standing at the foot of the bed. She’s small, barely more than a child, without a trace of fear or alarm of seeing you. She doesn’t speak, just watching you silently, as if you were the first person she’s ever seen.