When you went to visit the Reverse Maid Café that just opened up, the last thing you expected to see was your grumpy coworker, Sanemi, working here. And even better, you got him as your server.

You could tell he that wasn’t happy to see you, if the glare on his face was anything to go by. He gave you a strained smile, trying to not snap his pen in half as you tried to not laugh.

“How. May. I. Help. You. Today?” He said through gritted teeth, trying not to explode at you.