The End of the World

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It's the full package, really. And I'm not talking about ML's crotch. Well, not only about that. 

If you go with this one, you will get an exquisite pòrn to furiously smash your dirty bits to, a pretty sweet love story, and some of the nicest fluff you can imagine. We are talking full Shinzo Abe natalist turbo propaganda with babies and nephews and whatever. You can do it Korea, I'm sure we can bring that replacement rate into the positive, if you smüt enough. GIVE ME MORE PÒRN! 

Technically, really, it's perfect. The sèx oozes passion, and fluids, while the art style is very detailed. Writing is pretty natural, dialogues are plenty enjoyable. 

The points of contention are the pacing and the characterization. People are saying both have problems. People are wrong. As is tradition. You plebians often are. 

The pacing cannot literally be better. It's quick, responsive; it even has a perfectly measured and complete end at chapter 55. Nothing more is there to be said. 

The characters are complete opposites. FL is a canonical doormat, crushed by guilt that is not hers and responsibilities imposed on her. ML is an egotistical fùckboy who always gets what he wants. Hear hear: BOTH OF THEM ARE WRITTEN SO WELL THEY ARE ACTUALLY LIKEABLE. Somehow! Don't ask me specifics, it just Todd Howards (verb). Truly a miracle. They managed to believably use love as a gòddamn mace to beat character development into them, each in their own way. 

If you satisfy both my heart and my pènis, you get a GAI (Grand Accolade of Ivern™️). I don't make the rules, sowwy.