Hakari exists in this paradoxical void of sex-appeal for me. She's adorable with big boobs and is constantly hungry for her boyfriend's cock, but all of that kindof loops back around to it just being like "Yeah, so?"
Saying "I want to have sex with Hakari" is basically the equivalent of saying "My body automatically breathes so I can continue to exist." Like, yeah, duh. Of course. Everyone does, it's implied.
The fruit is so low-hanging that it's already been picked and is now sitting on your countertop waiting to be eaten as breakfast.