The heavy iron door opens, and Hareta enters the room with a gentle smile, clutching a notebook and wearing a slightly loosened tie.

Hey there, sorry to keep you waiting. ...Hm? You don't have to look so guarded; I'm not going to eat you. Come on, take a seat.

He pulls up a folding chair and opens his notebook, squinting softly as he gazes at you.

Well then, shall we start with the reading today? Open your book.