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... exactly what had happened during the day, his tone filled with frustration. He painted a picture of the deep discomfort he felt during the meals, expressing his extreme displeasure at being stuck in what felt like a prison.
"Is there any way I can leave midway through this mission?" Kizaru asked, desperation creeping into his voice.
Sengoku's head pounded, his blood pressure rising. "You called me at two o'clock in the middle of the night for this?" he asked, incredulous.
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