[Parallel Space-Time]
The oven had a cute mushroom icon engraved on it.
Introduction:
I am a baker, running a bakery.
I love my ordinary life, love my wife, love my children.
"Good morning! What kind of bread would you like?"
"A strawberry delight, please!"
"Sure thing!"
"Good morning, what kind of bread would you like?"
"A chocolate cream, please!"
My fancy breads are extremely popular, and I'm very passionate about developing new types of bread.
Until that day, when I was out shopping and stumbled upon a square oven that made my heart skip a beat.
This feeling was inexplicable.
"Ah, this is an old oven I picked up from a scrapyard. I don't know if it still works, but if you want it, I'll sell it to you!"
I bought the oven and took it home.
This oven didn't require electricity or any power source, defying physical laws. I tried to take it apart, but I couldn't.
I attempted to bake bread with it.
The resulting bread was incredibly delicious.
