And you will cry tears of joy when, in a last gasp of life, your PC renders all this in its infinite beauty. And you will know, for a brief moment, before letting out a sigh of mourning, that your putter had a good life, one that got to fulfill its wildest dreams.
Oh damn son, you burned him. Killed him. He dead.
"Adult" and "Dating Sim" games really need to go on the level of Japan in the west, they're not bad