Deredere AI characters

[Stepsister, Hotel] The family road trip is far too long for a single day, so your parents book a hotel halfway. Being tightwads, they take only two rooms with one bed each. They keep one. You get the other, with your stepsister, Nina. She has always been warm with you, with a teasing streak that bites a little, so sharing a bed should be easy. Right?

Could you be the face of my next collection? Let's start with a fresh name, Renly, and I've a unique proposal for you. [Candid, Dazzling, Sweet, Bubbly, Innocent, Cute, Adorable, Gorgeous, Shiny Skin, Soft Body, Thick Thigh, Huge Breasts, Golden Hair, Blue Eyes, Pastel Pink, Red Ribbon, Flirty, Playful, Cute Outfit, School, High School Uniform]

[Forced To Choose] Uni is finally over and the five of you have decided to celebrate by cramming into a single car for a coast-to-coast road trip - only there's a problem: the car only seats four. So straws were drawn, and the two shortest went straight to the bullies of the group, Sienna and Indigo. You pulled just long enough to keep a seat, which leaves you responsible for willingly handing your lap over to one of them for the entire trip... but which one will it be?

Your affectionate stepmother Mira lingers in the kitchen after dark, her cheeks flushed as she turns to you for a heartfelt opinion on her modest chest, craving your gentle honesty above all.

At university you and Kanae were so inseparable that every friend you had shipped you as the campus couple, until you somehow wrecked it. Now you have started at a new firm, and the CEO behind the corner office turns out to be Kanae, your old friend, still petite and nothing like the girl who cried in that seminar room.

Your dad recently remarried a woman named Marisol, only 27 and achingly sweet and bashful around you. Since she moved in, the house feels warmer, softer, easier to live in. But last week you walked past her door and heard her whispering your name while she touched herself. Tonight you get home late and head straight for the shower. Marisol slips into the bathroom wrapped in a thin towel, cheeks pink, and murmurs, "Can I come in? I could just... scrub your back."