Have started reading this Mushoku Tensei thing. Am currently experiencing what it's like to read about a reincarnated japanese hikikomori trying to hold a staff meeting for a three person adventurer party, where the other two parties are an incredibly violent borderline-idiot tsundere twelve year old, and the other is a 500+ year old barely-socialized mass murderer that spent a significant amount of his life indulging in weapon-possessed killing spree. It... they don't really know what's happening, and the main character himself is basically performing a caricature of something he never experienced.
Picture, if you will, three wildly disparate individuals, two of them under 13 years old, gathering around a campfire in the middle of what amounts to a magically inundated death desert. The shortest one, a 10 year old, leads the other two in a round of applause, stating that the meeting has started. He actually tells them to applaud. The incredible awkwardness of everything that's involved in this process is almost palpable.
... it's a thing. I do have to say, though, that this is quite possibly the first LN I've read where the regular lasciviousness is actually self-aware of how scummy it is. It's faintly amazing, reading a perspective character that is not only more or less scum, but is acutely aware of it and (vaguely) trying to be a better person. I'm only three volumes in, so I'm not sure I'd actually recommend it as a whole, and there's parts that are vaguely painful to read, but the degree of self-awareness involved so far is weirdly impressive.
E: Having read a bit more, I also have to express a degree of appreciation for the variety of erection euphemisms used. Author has been fairly fastidious about avoiding repetition, which considering the number of times it comes up (*ahem*) is faintly impressive. The one involving arthurian legends was pretty great.