Oyama lives on his own, but his after school becomes less special when a delinquent girl, Akutsu, barges in and declares it her hangout. Big loser wish fulfillment ensues and somebody gets called a creepy virgin, but Nagatoro this ain’t.
And make no mistake, whether it came first or not, this manga is desperate to draft behind the path cut by Nagatoro and Senpai, but if you ever wanted to appreciate one book by reading another, this will make you realize just how good the original work is.
First off, Oyama is a zero character. He lives alone, has a porn stash, plays video games, and reads manga. That is literally every single thing that we learn about him in this volume. He’s the ultimate self-insert character because the story is not made any better for his presence.
The narration gets in a few cracks about him leaning into how horny he is for a girl, but since he can’t stand having Akutsu around for most of the story, it comes off as him basically using her because he can’t get anybody else. Classy. He’s a loser in the literal sense, not the usual decent but nerdy types these stories typically invoke.
Their developing relationship comes as a surprise to Akutsu at the end, which it bloody well should, since there’s zero chemistry between them, unless you count Oyama attempting to evict her from the premises. See above for why that doesn’t work, but he’s just as cruel as she is, as if that might make it better.
Lots of panty flash, if you need that in your life, but it isn’t even terribly well drawn. The art isn’t especially exciting throughout - one chapter has Oyama forced to give a massage and it’s implied he touches a… sensitive… spot, but the art has him clearly nowhere near anything of such a nature.
Akutsu herself is just annoying. She’s a brash delinquent of the type I’ve seen done way better in both I Belong to the Baddest Girl at School and No Matter What You Say, Furi-san is Scary! except much more noxious, just horning into Oyama’s space and ordering him around.
Again, this is basically ecchi Nagatoro, without recognizing anything that elevates that title above its beginnings. And, honestly, since Nagatoro has more than a few moments of female flesh sprinkled throughout, I can’t think of a single reason to read this over that.
2 stars - I’m sure somebody who likes ecchi might enjoy this, so that and a couple of narration gags keep this from the doldrums of the lowest low, but this is a serious me-too that ends up as a no-thanks.