"Welcome back, Master. Which maid can I get for you today?"
The maid at the door flashed a sweet smile, her eyes and expression genuinely treating the guest as a master.
Only a woman who truly understood the role of a maid could pull this off.
Aozawa was not new to maid cafes, but in his opinion, the Maid Cafe in Ikebukuro was definitely the best in Tokyo.
He glanced up and said, "Send number three over to me."
"Alright, Nashi, please show the Master to his table."
Arakawa Reina's hand lightly clutched her maid skirt as she stepped forward, her gaze fixed on Aozawa's teasing expression.
She felt an inexplicable rush of panic. She took a few deep breaths, and a smile crept onto her face as she said, "Master, please follow me."
The maid at the door spotted a blush on her cheek that shouldn't have been there.
As a long-standing part-time staff member of the Maid Cafe, Arakawa Reina had long overcome that initial shyness and could show a proper smile to any guest.
