[26 days of Protection Period]
Althea turned her head in a direction as if in a daze.
Her pretty eyebrows furrowed and her green eyes—reminiscent of the vibrant forest she was facing—focused blankly in space, as if looking for something that could not be seen.
Harold, who was asking the workers to move the sofa a little to the left, noticed Althea’s blank stare outside the window.
He blinked and turned to see what she was looking at: Nothing.
"Boss?"
Althea flinched and turned her head back to their Chef, and to the interior of the house.
"It’s nothing." She just said, looking at the status of the fit-out works, turning her attention back to the rooms that were slowly being refurbished.
A lot of the smaller furniture was already built off-site (Baron’s Residential workshop) and we’re just moved by some manpower.
For example the side tables, the dining chairs,and the coffee table were already in place. There were also baby and child related furniture like the stair fence, the cribs, and the high chairs.
On the other hand, the few varieties that could not fit through the door were assembled on site, like the sofas, her queen size bed, and the bunk beds.
There were also rocking chairs, just because.
What was interesting was the amount of detail they placed. Each furniture had an overarching theme, which made everything fit together visually.
In their home, Baron placed the cloud and plants motifs. Each leg and siding would have these carvings, and they were quite detailed.
It was amazing because it had only been a few days.
Anyway, because they were his benefactors and neighbours who paid well, Baron placed them on the priority list of production. Still with customization bonuses like the motifs.
Baron had already mobilized his whole team and hired a lot of hands to quickly meet their requirements.
Of course, he never failed to visit every few hours to personally check on the progress… without missing a short chat with Sheila, of course.
Speaking of, he seemed to have entered before Althea entered a daze. She turned to see that he was still there, low-key flirting with Sheila, who was obviously been very oblivious to his advances.
For instance, Baron would say, "They say that the sunset here is particularly beautiful because of the two moons. How lovely would it be to watch with someone."
"Oh, that’s nice." Sheila would say, eyes on the furniture, making sure there was no mistake.
"You are very beautiful."
"Eh? Oh, thanks."
Althea smiled and shook her head as she resumed watching the people working. At this rate, the sofa and the beds would be completed by noon. If they worked overtime, they could even finish some other furniture.
She extended her dainty arms to touch the surface of the upholsteries. Baron’s team had somehow managed to get an expert tanner to handle monster hide and turn it into leather and cloth. As for the innards of the cushions, they used feathers and furs of avian monsters.
Each of the beds, sofas, and chairs would have these and it could be said to be very comfortable, at least compared to how they have been sleeping before.
Cotton was unfortunately out of their league for now, but Althea felt she should be able to find a way.
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