This is plain horrible. Plain horrible.
The art. The story. The names. This is the summum of intellectual laziness on the part of the artists. Mind you, it is not the fault of the artists. They produce what they are told to. They need to eat. This being popular is a testament to the readers. This is the level of readers all over the world. This is how far we go. Giving this anything more than 0/10 makes me want to cry.
If I were to be asked to put a picture beside the word mediocre in the dictionary, it would be this work's cover.