Women of the world, hear the true words of this story: we men are numbskulls, so please don't use subtle signs on us but the methods of this story or we'll never get the hint...
(Sometimes my jokes are so bad that nobody gets them...)
I wouldn't say men are numbskulls, we're just not prioritizing getting getting a date, unlike women, whose culture is literally driven about getting yourself as pretty as possible to get laid.
Some lovely tags on display here, and just that first page really builds your expectation...
Well, I can't blame him, I'd probably be ecstatically happy too if what happened...happened. Sweet, sweet Vanilla is always lovely, after all.
That ending though...Heh, I wonder what the sister's reaction would be.
Still, a protagonist that doesn't recognise subtle signs, huh. I suppose there would be the opposite side of the coin where a guy over-interprets actions and friendly gestures just seem like...invitations.
I suppose We either never notice subtle signs or over-interpret the smallest of 'signs'.