Maybe I'm just anal

Idiotic, conceited, airheaded ukes will never ever be my thing—they are every aspect and sense of annoying, and that perpetual blush and asinine proclamations he shouts out almost every single second does not make him cute. Eye-rollingly innocent yes, but not cute.

If you want to court someone, it's common courtesy to do it yourself instead of dragging your reluctant best friend along, it's disgusting to take that friendship for granted and extremely uncalled for. The plot is elementary, choppy with almost zero layers, everything happens linearly and there's almost zero development before the author slaps another convenient plot element onto the story, of which obviously weren't very well thought out of at all. But more importantly, the weak characterizations are this manga's main undoing.

Otona's thought process and reasonings are so simplistic and self-serving, I'm left to wonder if he's really a high schooler—I hate to say this, but his schoolmates are indeed right for calling him immature because every single sentence he utters reflects exactly that. And his best friend definitely deserves better rather than having to tolerate Otona's egocentric behavior.

Here's to hoping Osanai ends up with the teacher instead because Otona really has a lot wisening up to do before he can even hope to correctly care for and maintain a healthy relationship with his partner, any partner.