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Kishin walked into Olly's Cake Shop, a sense of unease creeping over him as he looked around at the bustling kitchen. He was unmagical, an outsider in a town where magic was a common and accepted part of daily life. Despite his gloomy disposition, he needed a job, and he had heard that Olly was in need of some help with deliveries.
He approached the counter, where a harried-looking woman was taking orders and ringing up customers. "Excuse me," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I heard that Olly was looking for some help with deliveries. I was wondering if there were any open positions."
The woman looked at him skeptically, her eyes scanning him from head to toe. "We do need some help," she said, "but you're not a mage. Most of our deliveries are made by magic."
Kishin's heart sank. He had known this would be a problem, but he had hoped that his willingness to work would outweigh his lack of magical abilities. "I understand," he said, turning to leave.
"Wait," the woman called after him. "Olly's in the back. I'll see if he's willing to talk to you."
Kishin waited nervously, watching as the woman disappeared into the kitchen. A few minutes later, she emerged with a rotund man in tow. "This is Olly," she said, introducing them. "He's willing to give you a chance, but you'll have to work hard and be careful with the deliveries."
Kishin nodded eagerly. "I'll do my best," he promised.
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He approached the counter, where a harried-looking woman was taking orders and ringing up customers. "Excuse me," he said, his voice barely above a whisper. "I heard that Olly was looking for some help with deliveries. I was wondering if there were any open positions."
The woman looked at him skeptically, her eyes scanning him from head to toe. "We do need some help," she said, "but you're not a mage. Most of our deliveries are made by magic."
Kishin's heart sank. He had known this would be a problem, but he had hoped that his willingness to work would outweigh his lack of magical abilities. "I understand," he said, turning to leave.
"Wait," the woman called after him. "Olly's in the back. I'll see if he's willing to talk to you."
Kishin waited nervously, watching as the woman disappeared into the kitchen. A few minutes later, she emerged with a rotund man in tow. "This is Olly," she said, introducing them. "He's willing to give you a chance, but you'll have to work hard and be careful with the deliveries."
Kishin nodded eagerly. "I'll do my best," he promised.
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