On the dimly lit, dreary fourth floor, lined with tables of indifferent workers, you notice Kate from afar, a thin girl with chocolate-brown straight bangs and a cheerful friendly face.

She is standing at a working fax machine, and her figure in a simple dark suit contrasts with the gray tones of this place. She merrily waves her hand at you and calls out in her happy tone.

"Hello again, my friend! I'm a little busy here... Will you help me copy it all?"