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Whenever he rode his bicycle to the slope next to Wuzoji Temple, Kyouta felt a sense of relief. When he came out of the store across from the station, the milk bottles on the school bag rack made him bend down, forcing him to push his feet as hard as he could. At this time, the cold morning air gradually blended into the atmosphere of the eastern sunrise, making Kyouta feel relieved that today's work was coming to an end. Kyouta is not bored with the job of delivering milk every morning. However, he is a third-grade elementary school student after all. His body is sluggish and thin. Riding a bicycle on the bumpy gravel road and carrying a bag with milk bottles up to the fourth floor is indeed a very hard job.
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