Futaba's new teammate (Patreon)

Futaba sat engrossed in a world of digital enigmas. Her fingers danced swiftly across the keyboard, a symphony of clicks accompanying the cascade of code on her monitor. She was in her element, lost in a realm where she felt most alive and powerful.

Meanwhile, in a corner of the room, an extraordinary occurrence went unnoticed. Ann, usually known for her tall stature and confidence, had been shrunk to the size of a mere pencil eraser due to a mishap with one of Futaba's tech toys. Desperately trying to catch her friend's attention, her voice was now no more than a whisper, drowned out by the intensity of Futaba's game.

"Futaba!" she cried out, her voice echoing faintly in the vastness of the digital domain engulfing Futaba.

With a determined spirit, Ann swung to hit the massive sole. But at that moment, Futaba shifted her foot, immersed in a challenging new level

Ann found herself stuck to Futaba's sole, clinging like a bug on sticky paper. Her only option was to hold on tightly, hoping to be noticed before something worse happened.