How Well Do Dating Sims Fit with Rule-Based Horror?

[New Novel Now Serializing! Wives, Please Visit My Profile! "What Should I Do About Young Master Gojo Loving Me Too Much?"] Here is this novel's blurb: Nakahara Rimi, a passionate otome game fan, had just spent three sleepless nights reaching her 99th bad ending when a strange invitation to enroll in school transported her to another world and gave her the following rules: Jujutsu High Student Handbook: 1: All students and teachers return to their dormitories after 10 p.m. No one will choose to visit at that hour. Once the doors are locked, do not answer any knocks from outside, even if the person breaks in the next moment. 2: Our school has only one teacher who calls himself the strongest. If you encounter a black-haired man in a monk's robe claiming to be a teacher, run at once and seek help from Gojo-sensei. When receiving help, do not describe the black-haired teacher to the strongest teacher. Doing so will cause the strongest teacher to ■■. 3: There are no students at Jujutsu High who are skilled in cursed speech. If you encounter one, beware of a curse user's trap, and go to the infirmary for treatment once you escape. 4: The cafeteria serves no dishes containing brains. If one speaks to you, seek help from Gojo-sensei or the black-haired man in the monk's robe, but do not seek both of them at the same time. 5: Do not believe the one-sided claims of any faction. Do not join them, provoke them, or become ■■. 9: All students and teachers at Tokyo Metropolitan Jujutsu Technical High School have been ■■. 10: A reminder from Him: One or more of the rules above are false. Use your own judgment. Looking at the ominous warnings, Nakahara Rimi was about to start school with her suitcase in hand. After a brief moment of thought, she had a sudden realization: Wasn't this the perfect chance to get a happy ending? She understood now: to win over the characters, she just had to do the opposite of what the rules said! Knocking at the door in the middle of the night? They must be classmates back from a mission who got locked out! I'll welcome them in! The white-haired teacher can't know about the black-haired teacher? Then sneaking off to see the black-haired teacher at night should raise his affection, right? Here I come! My new friend is shy and reserved, hardly ever speaks, and always covers the lower half of his face? No problem! With boys like that, all you need is to be extra affectionate and snuggle up to them! Hmm, everything does seem rather eerie. I keep getting this strange feeling that I might die if I'm not careful, and I can sense strange, covetous eyes watching me from the shadows. But it should be fine... right? After Nakahara Rimi relentlessly pursued them, the love interests finally began to soften toward her. The white-haired teacher, who loved playing cat and mouse, cornered her in a pitch-black alley after she tried to run away. Taking advantage of their enormous difference in size, he gently traced her lower lip with his fingertip. "Naughty students get punished by their teacher~" The gloomy boy with a bloodstained katana strapped to his back buried his face in the crook of her neck and panted. His arm tightened around her waist, his voice filled with a sick, tender obsession. "This uniform looks great on you. Why don't you try on the dress Rika and I picked out for you?" In a burning room, a silver-haired, purple-eyed boy in a high-collared outfit held her captive in his arms, caressing the iron chain around her wrist. He paid no attention to the blood seeping from his lips as he nuzzled her, whispering a curse in her ear: "Forever... you will belong to me." It seemed like she'd succeeded in winning them over. But... something seemed off. At the same time, an orange-haired gravity user had just received word that his younger sister had gone to school and hurried back to Japan. Following the address in the photo on her letter, he arrived in Tokyo, only to find nothing but ruins. He let out a piercing scream: You're not even in Tokyo! Where the hell are you? The final pairing is a certain spicy teacher~ (Synopsis screenshot already taken) And here's my next novel: "What Should I Do About Young Master Gojo Loving Me Too Much?" Hua Jiu, a fox butler with a little human understanding, accidentally transmigrated. Faced with this dangerous new world overrun by supernatural abilities and curses, she thought it over carefully and decided to take up her sword and return to her old line of work. Her first job was at the Tsushima family estate. Unfortunately, the young master, Tsushima, was rebellious by nature and didn't want to be cooped up in a big house. He offered her a huge sum of money to take him away. Hua Jiu: It's not about the money. I just like helping people. Your little crow-eyed kitty is adorable, so he's mine now. Her second job was at the Port Mafia. The pay was great, but her boss was nuts, and her colleague was a gloomy little weirdo who spent all day trying to figure out how to die painlessly. Then one day, the gloomy weirdo invited her to a bar, saying he had something to tell her. Hua Jiu: You're only eighteen and you're drinking, and now you're asking me to meet you at a bar. You must want to cut ties with me. My rebellious son has broken my heart. I'm faking my death and leaving. Her third job was at the Gojo family estate. The young master of the Gojo family was tsundere and adorable, but the older he got, the more unbearable he became: difficult and clingy, enough to drive anyone mad. Then one day, one of the Gojo family's rotten oranges came to see her, insisting that she be made the ninth candidate to become Gojo's concubine. Hua Jiu: I don't know what happened to the first eight, but I really have no desire to get intimate with Young Master Satoru... What do you mean, if I don't want to be his concubine, I should stop spending every day with Young Master Satoru? Hua Jiu looked at the silver hair stuck to her shoulder. Who exactly is the one with no sense of boundaries here? The sound of chains rubbing together came from her wrist. A shadow fell over the bedding in front of her. The boy's hand slid around her waist, and in an embrace tight enough to suffocate her, his voice drifted softly and sweetly, like cotton candy. "Hana-chan~ You know what would happen if you ran away from me, don't you...?" Hua Jiu didn't know. Hua Jiu only knew that everything she did was for that one wish! Theme: Searching for the meaning of life in a world of death