"Who referred you?"
"Maeve."
Sia clutched the slip of paper in her hand, looking nervously at the clerk across from her.
"What is your relationship with her?"
"I, I used to work in the laundry, and Maeve worked there too. Then she left... Now she's referred me here." Sia paused, a trace of urgency rising in her expression. "I, I'm very thorough when I wash clothes. I've never worked in a canteen, but I'll do my best to learn! Please don't send me away!"
"No one is going to send you away." The clerk reassured her first, then began leafing through the documents in his hands.
"Let me confirm this with you again. You lived in the Slum District, were rescued by the Factory Guard on the night of the Festival, then came along to the Factory and have stayed here ever since. Now you've decided to sign a contract and become a Supernatural person, correct?"
"Yes!" Sia nodded. "As long as I sign this contract, you'll hire me. Maeve said that as long as I work hard, I'll keep getting paid in Leo. Is that true?"
"We won't dismiss you except under special circumstances. All dismissals require Lord Elliot's personal approval."
The clerk handed her a sheet of paper. "This is the risk disclosure. Please read it."
"I, I can't read..."
The clerk sighed silently, then said, "Then I'll explain it to you. Once you sign this contract, we'll provide the materials for you to become a Supernatural person. After that, you'll need to follow our instructions and cooperate in exploring the Dream, then regularly hand over the supplies you find. As for the dangers of the supernatural world..."
Sia listened to his explanation, looking somewhat bewildered. Only after he had finished everything did she ask cautiously, "Sir, which