The next day, early in the morning.
On the outskirts of Border City, a slender girl had already begun her busy day, immersing herself in labor.
The plan of a day starts with the morning, and before the sky was fully bright, she had already risen early, preparing for an arduous day's work stretching into the late night.
Even though Border City was not short of job opportunities, those well-remunerated tasks were often not suited for a common girl like her.
She relied on sporadic odd jobs to barely make ends meet; if it were just herself, life would not be so hard, but to support everything else, her earnings seemed particularly scant.
With the heavy burden of family falling on her slender shoulders, she could only reduce her sleep, deal with household chores in the early morning, and then hasten out to earn her meager daily wage.
