The woman was not much of a sleeper at night.
Even when all the newcomers who had received their first day of training at the Collectors had gone back and fallen asleep, the woman could not.
For the past few years, anxiety that she might fall behind had often kept her awake. The insomnia it caused had tormented her terribly. It could hardly have been otherwise.
“…I should be studying something—anything—instead of wasting time like this….”
She had no ambition to speak of, but she did possess a desperation born of her rather poor circumstances. She did not want to become someone remarkable or draw attention; she was simply one of those who yearned for something called “ordinary happiness.”
“I’ve memorized all the handouts the Collectors gave us.”
The woman had once been a Carnation Child and had grown up working under a Hunter in an illegal Guild. She had always watched for her chance to step into the light, and the hand Collector Bisabeol had now extended to her was the opportunity of a lifetime.
“I’m not the only newcomer, and more importantly, I’m the lowest-ranked of my cohort at C-rank… I don’t even know whether they’ll hire me. I can’t just let a chance to receive the protection of one of Korea’s Three Great Guilds slip away.”
The woman was currently in the Collectors’ dormitory.
“…The company itself definitely operates twenty-four hours a day….”
The woman hurriedly gathered some clothes and headed to the Collectors.
It was shortly after four in the morning. At the sight of the woman arriving at an hour when few employees were working, the…