Chapter 97 - 96: The Life of a Factory Boy – Part II
As they walked, the girl pointed at the wooden box her brother carried. "What’s inside?"
Boris glanced at it. "Soap. We’ve been making it, and I’m supposed to deliver it to Kaelmart before they close."
His sister raised an eyebrow. "Isn’t that your owner’s shop?"
He nodded. "Yes."
By the time they reached Kaelmart, the doors were already shut and the windows dark. A small wooden board hung on the front of the door—painted with bold letters: "Closed."
"It’s closed," she said, stopping in front of the door. "Should we take the box back?"
"No," Boris said firmly. "Someone must still be inside."
He stepped forward and knocked on the heavy wooden door. They waited. Then he knocked again—louder this time.
After a short moment, the door opened and they saw a tall, muscular woman. It was Seris.
She looked at them with a tired expression. "Sorry, the shop’s closed. We’re not selling anything right now."
Boris quickly shook his head. "No—no! We’re not here to buy." He held up the box with both hands. "Manager Renn asked me to bring this to you."
Seris glanced at the box. "Ah. Soap, is it?"