Reception
Sakura Eries felt the first volume was "pure and simple romantic comic fluff, and it's a lot of fun". She enjoyed the comedy of the second volume, and found Ito and Makoto's developing relationship "endearing". Eries enjoyed the amusement park storyline which derived its humour from Makoto's cross-dressing, but found it implausible that Ito could not rescue herself from Toki, and felt this situation was out of place with the tone of the rest of the volume. Eries enjoyed the introduction of Makoto and Ito's families, which she felt allowed the two to expand their own roles in the story aside from student, actor and boyfriend/girlfriend.
By the twelfth volume, Carl Kimlinger felt that W Juliet toed the line "between comfortable and stagnant" too often, and felt that the story had no "real suspense", as each character has "a certain core decency" that can be reached.
June Shimoshi, writing for Library Journal, recommended the manga for teen collections, saying " Despite the wacky gender-bending scenario, this old-fashioned shōjo romance emphasizes hard work, strong convictions, and the importance of family. It balances humor with quiet, reflective scenes."
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