At seven o'clock in the evening, Arakawa Reina clocked out right on time.
She never worked late shifts.
For a minor girl, returning to Adachi District too late was a challenging thing.
She stayed in the locker room, changing out of her maid outfit.
The two colleagues beside her were discussing—which part of a man's body smells the worst?
Big, R-rated topics like this happened all the time in the women's locker room.
Unlike what guys imagined, things like "your boobs are huge" and so on—girls actually rarely talk about that stuff in private.
Men, cosmetics—those are what they actually discuss most often.
Arakawa Reina took off her contact lenses, put on her black-rimmed glasses, messed up her hair, threw on a drab yellow sweatshirt, loose dull yellow sweatpants underneath.
Her style totally screamed middle-aged lady in her forties or fifties.
Turning from a pretty maid into a completely ordinary country girl only took a few minutes.
