The premise arrives neutral—middle-aged men, college girl, secret watching—and the moral math feels instant: power imbalance, consent deficit, infantilizing framing.
But that quickness is the tell, because in the Dictator Game experimenters who watch subjects behave differently than subjects who believe they're unobserved, not because the rules changed but because the social cost of being selfish became visible. We do the same thing with narratives about female vulnerability.
Once someone names the power dynamic as problematic, the social cost of defending it spikes, so we don't. We move past it.
Manga has always lived inside genres where protection and possession blur. Shoujo romance, shounen action, josei dramas run on female characters being saved, guarded, pursued, chosen. The difference is usually framing: Is the woman unconscious of her rescuer's feelings? Infantilizing.
We've made it socially safer to condemn the premise than to admit we're genuinely split on whether a woman can have agency inside a protection story.
What actually divides the audience is not whether the premise is problematic but whether a woman in a protection narrative can have more knowledge and control than the men who think they're protecting her—whether secrecy can flow both directions and whether a character can consent to being watched while appearing not to know. This is a real argument inside manga fandom. It's genuinely unresolved: some readers believe any protection narrative infantilizes by definition, others believe the form is neutral and execution is everything, and a third group—smaller, less visible—reads these stories looking for moments where the protected woman is actually orchestrating the protectors.
Watch Miyazaki's Spirited Away—pay attention to when Chihiro stops being rescued and starts rescuing. The difference is not subtle, and it's the argument Diamond's Blues avoids.