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I'm concerned he might repeat the incident of being punished last time, falling asleep from exhaustion and missing one of the meals. As it approached the time between lunch and dinner, and he still hadn't awakened, I felt it was time to take action. I walked into the yacht's kitchen to see what I could manage, but found myself at a loss. Fortunately, before complete disappointment set in, my eyes fell upon the microwave quietly sitting in the corner.Although ingredients were prepared before boarding, I had also inadvertently punished him to sleep in bed—the only person capable of turning those ingredients into a meal. As someone with little connection to the kitchen, I could only scavenge for items that could be heated in the microwave, cobbling together a dish from whatever could be warmed up. Indeed, fortune favors the determined, as I stumbled upon a few suitable items. The rest of the fresh ingredients would serve as companions for our little voyage.I approached the bed with the
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