I started reading this with pretty low expectations, having read comments about the character being childlike, and the story consisting of endless faceslapping. To my surprise, I am at chapter 97, and keep reading, because the story has kept me amused and fascinated. It might have all the clichés, but it’s addictive, and somehow, refreshing. Also, it has less creepy/sickening attitudes towards women/girls than many highly rated stories I’ve read, so far, so I’d recommend it to female readers (as of ch 97, that is, and there is one point of ickiness that keeps being brought up, but still. Beggars can’t be choosers.).
