Nakamura Yuuichi’s characters are consistently portrayed as some badass, although I’ve nothing against it. (He sort of is one, in real life.) Mahouka takes it to unbelievable levels that would make everyone in Kill la Kill want to hug Shiba Tatsuya in hopes of absorbing his powers through osmosis and romance. The only time I know Nakamura’s been some variant of a soft foppy plantain bastard, are the few scenes in Uta no Prince-Sama 1000% I randomly stumble upon on youtube. But that’s not him being a bastard, that was him being a trap. The themes contained therein however are not exactly my kind of thing. It’s probably being deceptive as usual however. The last show I veered away from in repulsion due to its artwork was Princess Princess, a pointy-chin anime filled with handsome young men dressed as girls. It ended up being a decent show. At least I didn’t need someone or some contraption to hold me down while watching it. Surprisingly, that wasn’t my first introduction to traps, despite being released way before OtoBoku, which was my first trap sighting.