Will I fall in love with someone in the future?
This was something Arakawa Reina had never considered.
At least during her school days, she didn't believe she had the chance to experience that kind of rosy romance.
In school, she wore braids and ordinary black-framed glasses, using a very humble attitude to cover her ample "wheat sheaves."
No one would fall for such a rustic girl.
This was also Arakawa Reina's wish.
She wasn't a cheerful person by nature.
In the Maid Cafe, she could smile and call people master, form hearts with her hands over her chest, and cast love magic on the food, purely because it was part of the job.
The demeanor she displayed, the apparently cheerful lines and movements, were all standardized templates.
Saying those lines and making heart gestures to different people every day was like a preset program running on its own.
Or perhaps it was like a process on an assembly line.
It allowed her to handle any customer with composure.
