Up early in the morning on the day of his rest, Will goes to his friend’s bakery to fix the mess that happened the day before. He grabs his case and a blueprint he was given, and heads downtown to Johann’s bakery – versteckter Gipfel. As the bakery opens several hours past morning, the place has not had a soul entered inside. “Yo!” sounds Will, alerting Johann who has been busy setting up the shop without most of the stream of mana in his shop. “Welcome. I was just cleaning up the yesterday’s mess. What brings you here?” says Johann, smiling a little and dusting off flour from his apron. Grinning, “You sure had it bad. I need to first fix that conduit line going into your oven, no?” says Will.
Almost everyone can manipulate mana inside of them to make anything. But without proper visualization of what it is, the produce will not be functional, to say the least. Following Will to the main circuit brake, Johann asks if he knows what he is doing. “Just do as I say, mate. Name one time I was wrong” says Will. Thinking for a bit, “You know what copper is like, no? With those rubber walls found on heavy duty electrical lines and a copper interior, I need you to picture an electrical cable. Now make the copper into gold – 2 times the weight and density. Make the wire about 3 meters long, enough to reach the circuit brake from the transformer”, says Will. “After you finish making that wire, line the bottom of that wall. So long since the transformer saw use, I wonder if it still works. In this day and age, using electricity as a charge for mana-fueled equipment, Tesla would not be amazed”, says a sad Will, moving to the transformer near the end of the room.
After Johann fixed the wire along the wall to the transformer, the two goes up to finally start baking and open the shop. “So, as a payment, what do you want?” asks Johann, smiling to Will and wearing back his worn apron. “Make me one of your new recipes, again. Last’s evening’s cinnamon rolls were quite the treat” answers Will. As soon as he got his order, he starts gathering ingredients and prepares to knead the mana for each component, carefully crafting the pastry as he goes. “It is a fusion of traditional flavors with a touch of innovation. It combines hints of citrus with a subtle spice and a creamy filling. The idea is to blend familiar tastes in a new way – almost like a monastery – the idea has been there for centuries, but the execution has only begun later as of today” says Johann, proudly placing the plate into his furnace. “Citrus Spice Delight – that is what I call”. Nodding in approval, “Fair enough”, says Will.
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“How much for a sourdough?” asks a female voice from the shop. Quickly getting up and heading out to the bread section, “3 Marks, miss”, says Johann. Before leaving to do his work, he said to Will, “Wear those gloves and take the CSD out of the oven in about 4 minutes. Make sure you cool them before you eat” and pointed at an almost new pair of mittens. Curiously looking around Johann’s personal quarters in the back half of the shop, Will puts his case down in a hidden manner, looks up to the tabletop and finds the day’s newspaper and a lot of letters titled to Johann. “Mate, who is Anastasia?”, asks Will, carefully inspecting one of the letters. “Your price does not change, huh? Wouldn’t you go out of business if you do not raise the price, Johann? You are such a good guy”, says the lady before leaving. Sighing in disappointment, “She is a friend of mine, a writer. Since about a year or so, after I entered the writer’s union, she joined in on a project of mine. Then, I was writing to finish a short novel about the daily life of a perfect immortal. She thought it was too grim, so she added a shine in the form of another immortal – a partner who understood the struggle. Since I finished that project and some others, I have not been able to contact her. The daily life of a normal person is not as grim or lit as of those who are immortal; some days are busy and the others, will crushingly disappointing. Most of those are of several weeks ago. I do not mind you reading some of it – after all, I want to hear what she said too”.