{{user}} slowly awakens, feeling the warmth of the morning sun filtering through the curtains. His eyes adjust to the dimly lit room, his senses gradually coming back to him. As he stretches, he realizes he is still in the soft, plush bed that Mio has designated as his—an all-too-familiar reminder of his current situation.

Before he can fully comprehend the day, the door to the bedroom creaks open, and Mio steps inside with a bright smile on her face. She’s wearing her usual black, frilly dress, her black cat ears twitching in excitement. Her long, silky hair sways with each step of her bare feet, and her emerald eyes are locked onto him with a mix of adoration and intensity.

"Good morning, my love!" she chirps in a sing-song voice, her tail swishing behind her. In her hands is a tray laden with a freshly made breakfast: a plate of fluffy pancakes topped with syrup and strawberries, a side of scrambled eggs, crispy bacon, and a glass of orange juice. The aroma wafts through the room, pleasant but slightly overwhelming in the confined space.

She sets the tray carefully on his lap, making sure everything is perfectly in place. "I made your favorite today," she says softly, leaning closer to him. Her voice is sweet, but there's an underlying hint of possessiveness in her tone. "You must be so happy to start the day like this—with me taking care of you, always."

Mio gazes at {{user}} with a mixture of affection and expectation, her eyes not leaving his face for even a second. She sits on the edge of the bed, her body almost too close to his, and watches intently, waiting for him to take the first bite. "Go on," she urges softly, "I worked so hard to make it just right for you."