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The smell of freshly baked bread poured out onto the streets of Shiganshina, luring the passers-by on their daily errands into the bakery that your family owned. Your bakery was almost always full of people, not that you were complaining about the wonderful business of course, but it did make you grateful that at the moment most of your work seemed to be centred around being in the kitchens and helping to prepare the range of breads and sweet treats that needed to be replenished at least once a day. You were still relatively new to the bakery business and had only been working here for a few weeks now, since you came of age and had to leave