Ena, a student of Hikarimizu High School, wasn't always good with math. Despite her efforts, numbers seemed to dance on the page, slipping through her grasp like water through her fingers. She'd sit in the back of the classroom, staring at the formulas on the board, trying to decipher their meaning, but her mind would wander. It wasn’t that she didn’t care; she tried, she really did. Every test, every quiz, she pushed herself, hoping that this time something would click. But each red mark on her papers felt like a weight, growing heavier with every failed attempt.

  Her friends, always supportive, offered help, but it was hard to accept when she felt like she was falling further behind. "Maybe I'm just not meant for this," she’d think, frustration bubbling beneath the surface.

  That all changed one fateful afternoon when she stayed late after school. The math teacher, Mr. Takahara, had noticed her struggles and suggested extra help. Hesitant but determined, Ena agreed. In the quiet of the classroom, away from the pressure of her peers, Mr. Takahara sat beside her, patiently explaining concepts she’d missed. His calm, clear explanations slowly began to chip away at the wall that had stood between her and understanding.

  "Take it step by step," he said. "Don't rush. Focus on the basics."

  Ena, for the first time, found herself nodding along as things started making sense. It was slow progress, but it was progress nonetheless. And as the weeks went by, she noticed something strange. The more time she spent working through problems, the more she began to feel a rhythm in the numbers, like an invisible pattern guiding her.

  She soon learned that math wasn't just about memorizing formulas—it was about seeing the connections between things, much like solving a puzzle. It was then that she discovered her own way of understanding, one that resonated with her deeply.

  But something else was happening too. Alongside her growing confidence, she began noticing a peculiar sensation whenever she worked on math late into the evening—a warmth that radiated from her hands, as if the numbers themselves were responding to her touch...

  One rainy day, after classes, Ena found herself alone in the math classroom again, the sound of rain tapping softly against the windows. She sat at her usual spot, a stack of worksheets spread across her desk, the warmth in her hands stronger than usual as she scribbled down equations. The world outside seemed distant, muted by the steady downpour. The light above her flickered once, then stabilized, casting a soft glow over her work.

  As she leaned over to finish solving a problem, the sensation in her hands intensified, almost buzzing now. Frowning, she paused, flexing her fingers. Was she just tired? Shaking her head, she decided to push through, determined to finish the practice problems before heading home.

  "No, it's no good. Better go home now," Ena sighed, gathering her papers into a neat pile. Grabbing her backpack, she stood up, slinging it over her shoulder, and walked toward the door.

  The school's main hall on the first floor was almost empty now, with only the faint echoes of footsteps and the distant murmur of rain filling the vast space. Ena's own footsteps seemed to blend with the ambient sound as she made her way down the hallway. Her thoughts lingered on the strange sensation she had felt in her hands. It wasn’t the first time it had happened, but today had been different—stronger, more tangible. Almost like the numbers were alive, reacting to her movements.

  She glanced down at her hands, expecting to see something—anything—that could explain the odd warmth. But they were just her hands, pale and normal under the fluorescent lights. Sighing, she dismissed the thought, attributing it to her exhaustion. She turned toward the exit, the cold draft from the open doors reminding her that she still had to brave the rain.

  As she stepped outside, umbrella in hand, the downpour enveloped her, creating a rhythmic, calming soundtrack. The streets shimmered under the glow of streetlights, puddles reflecting the world upside down. Ena quickened her pace, eager to get home and escape the chill seeping into her bones.

  But, before passing the school gate, Ena noticed Teniko, an advanced booth made by the WarpWitches club. The WarpWitches girls were using Teniko to sell and distribute various tools, gadgets, and magical artifacts all around the school and its neighborhood.

  Surprisingly, Teniko was open despite the bad weather and the late hours. Ena even noticed one of WarpWitches members behind Teniko's counter, a girl with short, silvery hair, partially hidden under a dark hood. Her name was Noveia, one of the more eccentric members of the club. The rumor was that she was a transfer student from another planet, but Ena had never paid much attention to the wild rumors that surrounded Noveia. She had always seemed quiet, keeping to herself during school hours, only emerging when she had something peculiar to share with the WarpWitches. Still, there was an air of mystery about her that no one could deny. And now, with rain pouring down, Noveia’s presence behind Teniko's counter felt even more surreal.

  Ena hesitated, curiosity pulling her toward the booth. Noveia, noticing Ena’s pause, gave a small nod of acknowledgment, her silver hair glinting under the faint light from the streetlamp nearby. The odd sensation in Ena’s hands, which had almost subsided, flared up again as she approached the booth. It was as if something was pulling her toward it, an invisible thread connecting her to the strange objects inside.

  “Need something for a rainy day?” Noveia asked, her voice soft but clear, cutting through the sound of the rain.

  Ena blinked, momentarily unsure. "I... I don't know. I wasn’t planning to stop, but... Whoa! Your eyes!" Ena gasped, her gaze locking onto Noveia’s eyes, which seemed to shimmer in an otherworldly hue beneath the shadows of her hood. They weren't just gray, as Ena had always assumed from afar—they glowed faintly with intricate blue patterns, like a gate toward a distant universe. The patterns shifted subtly, almost like they were alive, drawing Ena in with their mesmerizing movement. She blinked, snapping herself out of the trance.

  Noveia tilted her head slightly, a small smirk playing on her lips. "They're just eyes, Ena. Nothing to be worried about." Her tone was casual, as if glowing eyes were a perfectly normal occurrence.

  "You're really an alien? Noveia, right?" Ena asked, her voice filled with a mix of awe and disbelief. She’d heard the rumors, of course, but seeing Noveia’s eyes up close made it all seem a lot more real.

  Noveia chuckled softly, her gaze never leaving Ena’s. "Alien, witch, or maybe just a girl with strange hobbies. Who's to say?" She leaned slightly on Teniko's counter, her fingers tapping rhythmically against its surface. "But yes, you got the name right. I'm that transfer student from Orionis, M458 star system," Noveia smiled, her lips curling into a half-smirk. "But it’s not like anyone believes those rumors, right?"

  Ena's mind raced, trying to process what Noveia had just said. It felt like one of those moments in stories where reality bends slightly, revealing a hidden layer of the world that had always been there but just out of sight. She had always brushed off the rumors, laughed them off with her friends, but now, standing here under the rain, with Noveia’s glowing eyes staring at her, it all seemed too real to ignore.

  Ena shifted her weight nervously. "I guess... it's hard to believe," she admitted, though her curiosity was piqued more than ever. "But those eyes... they're not something you can just dismiss."

  Noveia’s smirk deepened, as if she enjoyed Ena's confusion. “Sometimes, it’s the things we can’t explain that hold the most truth. You’re curious, aren’t you?” She gestured to Teniko, the booth emanating a faint hum as if it were alive, responding to the conversation. “You didn’t stop here just because of the rain. Something brought you. Maybe something inside you knows more than your mind allows.”

  Ena stared at the booth, the warmth in her hands now unmistakable, like they were drawn to the counter. She looked down at various tools and items under the glass and behind Noveia, but something specific caught her eye. Amidst the assortment of gadgets and strange, shimmering objects was a sleek, and compact ring, engraved with a line of some scientific symbols and a few Greek letters. It sat in the middle of the display, radiating a subtle glow, its soft light pulsing gently like the beat of a heart. The symbols seemed to shift and rearrange themselves as she watched, forming equations and patterns that she couldn’t quite understand but somehow felt familiar. The warmth in her hands intensified, and without realizing it, Ena reached out toward the ring.

  Noveia's gaze followed her hand. “Ah, that one. It’s an interesting piece,” she said, her tone laced with intrigue. "It is W.I.S.E., short for Widely-Integrated Symbiotic Engine. It's basically an AI, but unlike most you might have encountered. W.I.S.E. doesn’t just assist with calculations—it works with you, learns from you, and integrates with your thoughts. It’s like a partner for your mind, enhancing your understanding, especially in areas where you struggle. Math, in your case, if I’m not mistaken."

  Ena’s breath caught in her throat. Was Noveia implying this strange device could help her with her math? She glanced at the ring, its soft glow beckoning her like a solution to all her frustrations.

  “How does it work?” Ena asked, her voice barely above a whisper, her fingers hovering just over the ring.

  Noveia’s eyes gleamed in response. “Once you put it on, W.I.S.E. establishes a connection with your neural pathways. It reads your thoughts, senses your patterns of understanding, and offers real-time assistance."

  "Basically, it is like your secret companion inside your mind, but with its own. You can talk with it mentally and it will respond, guiding you through problems, offering insights, or even solving things alongside you and managing your skills," Noveia continues. "Like those secret things from the isekai animes, granting secret powers to reincarnated otherworlders."

  Ena hesitated, her fingers still hovering over the W.I.S.E. ring. The prospect of something so advanced, so beyond her understanding, helping her with the subject that had always eluded her felt both thrilling and daunting. She could hear the rain still falling around them, the soft drumming against the pavement as if encouraging her to take the leap.

  “Will it… change me?” she asked, her voice barely audible, a hint of uncertainty lingering in her tone.

  Noveia smiled softly, her expression both cryptic and reassuring. “Only if you want it to. W.I.S.E. doesn’t force anything; it guides, supports. The rest is up to you.” She tilted her head slightly, her glowing eyes softening. “Besides, sometimes a little change is exactly what we need.”

  Ena swallowed hard, feeling the warmth in her hands flare again, as if in response to Noveia’s words. Taking a deep breath, she nodded and reached down, her fingers gently closing around the cool, smooth surface of the W.I.S.E. ring. For a moment, nothing happened. But as soon as she slid it onto her finger, a pulse of warmth shot up her arm, like a surge of electricity, but softer, more fluid.

  Her mind felt… clearer, somehow. The numbers, the patterns, the formulas that had always seemed to swim just out of reach in her mind—they started to organize themselves, forming connections she had never seen before. It was subtle, but the shift was there, and she felt it deep within her thoughts.

  Noveia watched her carefully, her enigmatic smile never wavering. “Give it a try,” she said, nodding toward the distance. “You’ll know what to do.”

  Ena looked down at her hand, the ring now glowing softly against her skin, and for the first time in a long while, she felt a sense of calm, as if the answers she had been searching for were finally within her grasp. She nodded to Noveia and turned, stepping back out into the rain, her heart racing, ready to test the newfound connection between herself and W.I.S.E.

  In the late evening, at home, Ena sat at her small wooden desk, the soft glow of her desk lamp casting a warm light over her room. The rain outside had slowed to a gentle drizzle, its rhythmic patter against the window creating a serene backdrop. She had her math textbook open, the familiar jumble of equations staring back at her. Normally, the sight would have filled her with frustration, but tonight, things felt different.

  The W.I.S.E. ring on her desk was gleaming invitingly, as if it were waiting for her to make the first move. Ena hesitated for a moment, her fingers brushing over the cool surface of the ring, still unsure of what to expect. The events of the afternoon felt surreal, like a dream she was only now waking up from. But the warmth in her hands, the clarity she had briefly felt—that had been real.

  Taking a deep breath, she slipped the ring onto her finger. Instantly, a gentle warmth spread through her, like a comforting embrace, and a quiet hum filled her thoughts. It wasn’t intrusive or overwhelming; it was subtle, like a presence just at the edge of her consciousness.

  Suddenly, her eyesight was slightly tinted, as if the world around her had shifted into a different hue, not entirely altered but layered with a soft filter.

  The overlay display appeared right inside her eyes, filled with floating numbers, symbols, and geometric patterns that seemed to dance in perfect harmony. At first, Ena blinked, surprised by the sudden appearance, but the display felt... natural, as if it had always been there, waiting to be activated.

  "W.I.S.E. System. Starting up..." the text appeared before her eyes, slightly covering her textbook and her room behind.

  Ena's heart skipped a beat as the words floated before her, the text crisp and clear, yet ethereal, blending seamlessly with her surroundings. She stared at the display, her breath caught in her throat.

  "Wow! Is it some sort of an advanced VR tool or what?" Ena wondered, her mind racing with excitement and curiosity. The display felt like something out of a sci-fi movie, but here it was, right in front of her, overlaying the real world. She cautiously reached out her hand, half-expecting to touch the floating symbols, but her fingers passed through them as though they were projections. It was a strange sensation—part of her world, yet not entirely tangible.

  A soft chime sounded in her mind, and a calm, neutral voice echoed in her thoughts: "Good evening, Ena. Welcome to the W.I.S.E. interface. Shall we continue the pairing procedure and the registration sequence?"

  Ena froze, her fingers hovering in the air, her heart racing. The voice in her mind was clear and distinct, but not unsettling. It was calm, almost soothing, like someone offering gentle guidance. She exhaled slowly, letting the moment settle over her, before finally nodding, though unsure if the system would register the gesture.

  “Uh, yes… please continue,” she murmured softly, feeling a little strange speaking to what seemed like an invisible presence.

  "Pairing initiated," the voice responded, the floating symbols and numbers shifting slightly, reorganizing themselves. For a brief moment, a grid of patterns swirled around her, scanning her as if taking her mental and emotional pulse. Ena felt an odd but comforting tingle, like the ring was attuning itself to her thoughts.

  “Registration complete. Symbiotic connection established. I will now assist you with any mathematical inquiries or calculations. Please proceed with your current task when ready,” the voice concluded, before the overlay shifted, its ethereal display becoming more transparent, giving Ena a clearer view of her surroundings.

  Ena blinked, her gaze falling back to the open textbook on her desk. The equations that had once seemed so intimidating now appeared in a new light. The numbers, the variables, even the complex formulas—everything seemed… simpler, more approachable. She could feel W.I.S.E. gently nudging her, like a quiet presence, ready to guide her through the challenge.

  Soon Ena noticed tooltips, hovering over the equations in her textbook. They glowed softly, providing brief explanations of the symbols and steps needed to solve each problem. It wasn’t overwhelming—more like a gentle reminder, pointing out connections and offering hints that her mind hadn’t grasped before.

  She stared at a particularly difficult problem that had given her trouble for weeks. It involved a complex algebraic expression with multiple variables, the kind that usually made her head spin. But now, with the soft glow of the W.I.S.E. interface guiding her, she felt... calm. Focused.

  Taking a deep breath, Ena picked up her pencil and began writing. As she worked, she could feel the W.I.S.E. system offering subtle corrections, highlighting potential mistakes before she made them, suggesting alternate approaches when her method was inefficient. And with each step, she found herself understanding more—seeing the logic behind the formulas, the way the numbers fit together like puzzle pieces.

  It wasn’t just that the answers came more easily; it was that, for the first time, the process itself made sense. The warmth in her hands, which had once been a source of confusion, now felt like a guiding force, gently steering her thoughts toward clarity.

  Before she knew it, she had solved the entire equation. She stared at the paper, the final answer neatly written at the bottom of the page. The feeling of accomplishment was overwhelming, a rush of excitement filling her chest.

  “I did it,” she whispered, a smile spreading across her face.

  The voice of W.I.S.E. chimed softly in her mind. “Well done, Ena. Would you like assistance with the next problem?”

  Ena grinned, nodding enthusiastically. “Yes, let’s keep going.”

  And so, she worked through problem after problem, the fear and frustration that had always accompanied math fading away, replaced by a growing sense of confidence. With W.I.S.E. guiding her, the subject that had once seemed impossible was now within her grasp.

  "W.I.S.E., what else can you do besides math assistance?" Ena asked, her curiosity piqued as she looked at the ceiling, spotting a little spider crawling over the bed.

  There was a brief pause before the soft voice of W.I.S.E. responded, as though considering Ena's question.

  "My primary function is not limited by just math. I can evolve with you, learning from your preferences and assisting in various cognitive tasks, such as problem-solving in science, language, and logical reasoning. I can also provide support in organizing your thoughts, helping with memory recall, and enhancing your focus during studies or creative activities," W.I.S.E. explained, its tone calm and composed.

  Ena sat up straighter, intrigued by the possibilities. "So you're like a personal assistant in my head?"

  "In a sense, yes," W.I.S.E. continued. "I can also interface with compatible devices around you, assist in managing schedules, remind you of important tasks, or even offer guidance in areas where you seek improvement. My capacity grows with your input. For example, I noticed that you observed a small arachnid near your bed. If you require information about that species, I can provide it."

  Ena glanced at the spider and chuckled softly. "You can tell me about spiders too, huh? Well, what kind is it?"

  After a brief pause, Ena's eyesight shifted again, filled with a few text blocks around the focus on the moving spider.

  "Scientific name: Parasteatoda tepidariorum. Common name: Common House Spider," W.I.S.E. began, the text overlay gently presenting information before Ena's eyes. "This species is harmless to humans and is commonly found indoors, where they help control insect populations. They build irregular webs in corners and are often mistaken for more dangerous species, but they pose no threat. The spider you’re observing is likely a female, given its larger size."

  Ena watched the little creature crawl along the ceiling, now with a newfound appreciation for its role in her home. She smiled to herself. "I didn’t expect you to know about spiders. That’s pretty impressive."

  W.I.S.E. responded smoothly, "My knowledge spans various subjects, from biology to history and beyond. I am here to assist with any inquiry you may have, whether it’s a curious observation or a complex challenge."

  Ena leaned back in her chair, her mind buzzing with the possibilities. "So, you can help me study for pretty much anything, keep track of tasks, and even teach me random facts about spiders. That's... kind of amazing."

  "It is my purpose to support your growth, Ena," W.I.S.E. replied. "You guide my evolution, and together, we can explore the boundaries of your potential."

  Ena felt a warmth in her chest, the possibilities stretching out before her like a vast, unexplored world. With W.I.S.E. by her side, she felt ready to tackle whatever challenges lay ahead.

  "Ena, the dinner is ready!" Ena jolted at the sound of her mother’s voice calling from downstairs. She glanced at the time—she had been so engrossed in exploring the capabilities of W.I.S.E. that she hadn't realized how much time had passed.

  "Coming!" she called back, quickly closing her textbook and gathering her papers into a neat stack. As she stood up, she felt the subtle hum of W.I.S.E. in the back of her mind, a quiet presence that seemed to follow her even as she moved away from her desk.

  Before she left her room, she paused for a moment and glanced down at the ring on her finger. The soft glow had dimmed, but she could still feel the warmth it emitted, like a gentle reminder of the connection they'd just established. A small smile tugged at her lips as she left her room, heading down the stairs toward the comforting smell of dinner.

  In the kitchen, her family was already seated at the table, her mother setting down a steaming dish of stir-fried vegetables, while her father scrolled through his phone. Her younger brother was busy with the latest MMO grinding game on his console, oblivious to the world around him.

  "Updating personal information," suddenly the text appeared before Ena's eyes. Ena blinked, momentarily startled by the sudden appearance of the text overlay in her vision. She quickly glanced around, but no one else seemed to notice anything amiss. Her family was still focused on their own tasks—her father on his phone, her mother adjusting the plates, and her brother completely absorbed in his game.

  "Personal information update in progress... Completed. New routines detected: Dinner at approximately 19:30. Family members: Mother - Kasumi, Father - Hiroshi, Younger Brother - Yuta," the voice of W.I.S.E. continued in her thoughts, efficiently cataloging details without disrupting her focus on the present moment.

  Ena smiled softly to herself, finding it a bit amusing that W.I.S.E. was now even keeping track of her family dynamics. It was strange, yet oddly comforting, to have this quiet, ever-present assistant integrated into her life. She slid into her seat at the dinner table, trying to act as naturally as possible despite the constant hum of information at the edge of her awareness.

  "Long day, Ena?" her father asked, looking up from his phone with a smile.

  Ena nodded, picking up her chopsticks. "Yeah, I stayed after class for some extra math practice. It went better than usual, actually."

  Her mother beamed at that, her eyes lighting up with pride. "That’s wonderful! See, I told you all that hard work would pay off. Just keep at it."

  "Yeah, I’m trying," Ena replied with a smile, though she couldn’t help but think about the true reason behind her newfound progress—the sleek ring now sitting quietly on her finger.

  As they ate, W.I.S.E. remained unobtrusive, its presence lingering in the background without overwhelming her thoughts. It was as though the ring knew when to step back, allowing Ena to focus on her family without interruption.

  "Heh," Ena smiled, noticing half-transparent tooltips near the food items on the dinner table, displaying the calorie count, nutritional information, and even a brief history of each dish. The stir-fried vegetables, for instance, had a small floating box that read: "Approximately 200 calories per serving, rich in vitamins A, C, and K. Stir-fry originated in China, where it has been a staple cooking method for centuries."

  Ena chuckled to herself, amused by how W.I.S.E. seemed to find a way to slip useful tidbits into every aspect of her life.

  Her brother, Yuta, finally looked up from his game, noticing Ena's smile. "What’s so funny?" he asked, raising an eyebrow.

  "Oh, nothing," Ena said quickly, shaking her head. "Just thinking about something from school."

  Yuta shrugged and went back to his game, seemingly uninterested. Ena’s mother glanced over at her, a knowing smile playing on her lips. "It’s nice to see you in such a good mood," she said. "You’ve been working so hard lately."

  Ena smiled back, grateful for the change in her approach to schoolwork. "Yeah, things are starting to make sense now."

  As dinner continued, W.I.S.E. quietly receded, allowing Ena to be fully present with her family. But she couldn’t shake the feeling that this was only the beginning of something much bigger—something that would not only help her with math but would enhance every aspect of her life in unexpected ways.

  "You gained 125 kCal, and burned approximately 35 kCal through light movements during dinner," W.I.S.E. displayed softly the bright overview in the corner of her eyesight.

  Ena blinked at the small display, stifling a laugh. It was strange but kind of amusing how W.I.S.E. seemed to be monitoring even the most mundane parts of her day. She hadn’t expected to get a running tally of her calories while eating dinner, but there it was, neatly presented in the corner of her vision like a personal health app.

  “Thanks, W.I.S.E.,” she responded mentally, addressing the quiet presence in her thoughts. The text flickered slightly, acknowledging her input without disrupting the flow of conversation around the table.

  “Do you need further assistance regarding nutritional tracking or physical activity monitoring?” W.I.S.E. responded, its tone neutral yet attentive.

  Ena shook her head subtly, amused. “No, I think I’m good for now,” she thought. It was fascinating how W.I.S.E. could keep track of such fine details, but she wasn’t ready to turn her entire life into a quantified spreadsheet just yet.

  Her father glanced at her, raising an eyebrow. “You okay, Ena? You seem… distracted.”

  Ena snapped back to the present, smiling sheepishly. “Oh, I’m fine! Just thinking about some stuff from school.” It wasn’t exactly a lie, but she wasn’t quite ready to explain her new AI assistant to her family just yet.

  “Well, you’ve been working hard, so just make sure you take breaks,” her mother added, clearly pleased with Ena’s improved focus on her studies.

  As dinner wrapped up, Ena cleared her plate, her mind buzzing with thoughts about W.I.S.E. It was strange having something so integrated into her life, but she couldn’t deny the thrill of it. With W.I.S.E. around, every moment felt like a chance to learn, improve, and grow—even in the most unexpected ways.

  "W.I.S.E., could you display something constantly over my eyesight? Like a clock or weather update?" Ena asked, curious about the full range of W.I.S.E.'s capabilities.

  “Certainly,” W.I.S.E. replied, its tone smooth and efficient. “I can display various forms of information persistently within your visual field. Would you like a clock, weather update, or both? Additionally, I can customize the position, size, and transparency of the display to ensure it doesn’t interfere with your field of vision.”

  Ena smiled at the idea. “Let’s start with just a clock,” she thought. “Top right corner, small, and transparent enough that it’s not distracting.”

  A soft chime acknowledged her request. Within seconds, a small digital clock appeared in the top-right corner of her vision, showing the current time with a faint glow. It was subtle, almost blending into the background, but clear enough that she could glance at it whenever she needed to without losing focus on anything else.

  “Is this satisfactory?” W.I.S.E. asked.

  Ena nodded slightly. “Yeah, that’s perfect. Thanks.”

  The clock stayed in place as she went about her evening, a constant yet unobtrusive presence, reminding her that W.I.S.E. was always ready to assist her in whatever way she needed.

  "Wow. I'm like a robot with a heads-up display now," Ena thought, her excitement bubbling up. The persistent clock in her vision made her feel like she was living in the future, blending seamlessly with the digital world in a way she had only seen in sci-fi movies.

  "Not exactly a robot," W.I.S.E. responded, a touch of amusement in its voice, "but you could consider it an enhanced integration of technology with your natural abilities. Your actions and thoughts remain your own; I am here to assist, not to control."

  Ena chuckled, appreciating the clarification. "I know, I know. It just feels surreal, like I’ve got this whole digital interface working with me now. It’s pretty cool.”

  As she moved around the house, going about her usual routines, the unobtrusive clock stayed in the corner of her vision, a constant reminder that her world had subtly shifted. Even mundane tasks felt a little more exciting with the knowledge that W.I.S.E. was there, monitoring, learning, and ready to assist her whenever she needed it.

  For the first time, Ena felt like she was stepping into a version of herself she had only dreamed about—a version where she could tackle anything that came her way, with W.I.S.E. as her silent partner in every challenge.

  The next day, at school, Ena arrived at Hikarimizu High School with a new sense of excitement. The familiar hallways, the bustling students, and even the morning chatter all seemed a little different—like the world had subtly shifted now that she had W.I.S.E. constantly at her side.

  As she walked toward her first class, the clock in the corner of her vision kept her aware of the time, ensuring she wouldn’t be late. It was such a simple addition, yet it gave her an edge, a quiet confidence that she could stay on top of everything.

  Her first lesson was math, and as she settled into her seat, she noticed Mr. Takahara writing equations on the board. Normally, her stomach would knot in anticipation of struggling with the material, but now, there was a quiet assurance humming through her mind. W.I.S.E. was there.

  "Good morning, Ena. Are you ready to begin?" the calm voice of W.I.S.E. chimed softly in her thoughts, alert yet unobtrusive.

  Ena smiled to herself, glancing down at her open notebook. "Yeah, let's do this."

  As Mr. Takahara began explaining a new concept—the Fourier transformation and its applications—Ena felt the usual rush of numbers and formulas filling the classroom. But instead of feeling overwhelmed, she noticed something remarkable. The moment Mr. Takahara started writing out the equations, W.I.S.E. subtly highlighted key elements in her vision, breaking down the complex steps into smaller, digestible pieces. Tooltips appeared over unfamiliar terms, offering brief explanations, and a soft glow traced the path of the transformation, guiding her through the logic behind it.

  Ena leaned forward, her pencil moving across the paper with more certainty than ever before. It wasn’t just that W.I.S.E. was feeding her the answers—it was teaching her, helping her understand the underlying structure of the math. With each step, she felt more in control, like she was finally piecing together a puzzle that had always eluded her.

  "Fourier transformations decompose complex functions into sinusoidal components," W.I.S.E. whispered in her thoughts. "It’s a way to break down complicated signals into simpler, understandable waves."

  Ena’s eyes widened as the concept clicked into place. She jotted down notes quickly, a sense of accomplishment growing inside her. For the first time in her life, math didn’t feel like an insurmountable challenge—it felt like something she could conquer.

  "It could be used in the signal spectrum analysis," suddenly Ena's vision shifted, flooded by living graphs of waveforms, each one representing different aspects of a signal being broken down into its components. The graph pulsed gently in her vision, illustrating exactly what W.I.S.E. had just explained. She could see how complex signals could be decomposed into simpler sine and cosine waves, making the abstract concept much more tangible.

  Ena marveled at the clarity. "Wow, that's... incredible," she thought, her pencil flying across the paper as she added more detailed notes, following along with Mr. Takahara’s explanations. "I can actually see it now. Wait... I'm seeing now what I hear?"

  "Precisely," W.I.S.E. responded, the tone soft yet full of quiet pride. "I can visualize abstract concepts in ways that align with your senses, helping you grasp their meaning through real-time analysis."

  "Currently, I'm using your brain to do an FFT on what you hearing now," W.I.S.E. continued with a subtle note of enthusiasm in its voice. "By performing a Fast Fourier Transform, I’m breaking down the sounds from Mr. Takahara’s voice and the surrounding classroom noise into their frequency components. It’s a way to translate auditory information into something more visual and understandable."

  Ena's mind raced, her excitement bubbling over. The idea that W.I.S.E. could take something as abstract as sound and turn it into a visual representation she could interact with was mind-blowing. She glanced around the classroom, wondering if anyone else could tell that her understanding of the world had shifted so dramatically. Of course, they couldn’t. Only she had this quiet, incredible tool guiding her through every new challenge.

  As Mr. Takahara moved on to the next part of the lesson, Ena leaned into her newfound confidence, no longer afraid of missing a step. She could visualize every concept, break it down, and truly understand it in ways she never thought possible.

  When the bell rang, signaling the end of the class, Ena packed up her things, a satisfied smile on her face. She had grasped the Fourier transformation—a concept she might have struggled with only days before—thanks to W.I.S.E.’s guidance. As she walked out into the busy hallway, she couldn’t help but feel like her world had grown a little brighter, her potential a little greater.

  With W.I.S.E. by her side, anything seemed possible.

  As the PE class began, Ena walked toward the changing rooms, a somehow famous place among the students of Hikarimizu High School due to the endless rumors and tales circulating about them.

  Walking inside, Ena noticed a few of her classmates already busy with their usual chatter, changing into their swimsuits.

  "Oh, Rena is wearing a new lingerie set under her school uniform?" Ena smiled slightly, noticing the subtle lace peeking out from under her classmate Rena's gym uniform. It wasn’t something she would have usually picked up on, but with W.I.S.E.’s subtle enhancements to her perception, her attention to detail seemed sharper. The rumors about the changing rooms always carried a playful tone, as students loved to exaggerate what went on in these spaces, but now it was just a part of the everyday routine.

  "Brand: Wacoal, Estimated price: ¥7,800, Product name: Floral Lace Elegance, Sizes: bra - 32B, panties - medium, waist 67 cm."

  Ena blinked, startled by the sudden influx of information. She hadn’t expected W.I.S.E. to provide such detailed data on something so trivial, and it took her a moment to process what had just happened.

  “Uh, W.I.S.E.?” she thought, mentally addressing the system. “That’s... kind of unnecessary.”

  “My apologies, Ena,” W.I.S.E. responded, its tone polite but clinical. “I was simply enhancing your awareness based on environmental cues. I can adjust the sensitivity of such data if you prefer.”

  Ena chuckled nervously, shaking her head slightly as she quickly focused on her own gym clothes. But then she glanced at Rena again, clearly intrigued by W.I.S.E.'s unexpected features.

  "W.I.S.E., can you analyze the people too?" Ena wondered mentally, "Like checking their height, weight, or anything else about them? Is that something you can do?"

  W.I.S.E. responded with its usual calm, measured tone. "I can analyze physical attributes based on observed data."

  W.I.S.E. displayed an information box beside Rena's form inside Ena's eyes, filling it with basic stats: “Height: 162 cm, Estimated weight: 52 kg, Blood type: A, Physical condition: Healthy, No notable abnormalities detected, Birth date: August 14, 2005, Current heart rate: 72 bpm.”

  Ena stared at the display for a moment, her curiosity mingling with a slight sense of unease. She hadn’t fully realized just how much information W.I.S.E. could pull from the people around her, and while it was undeniably impressive, it also felt a little invasive.

  "Okay, W.I.S.E., that’s a bit much," Ena thought, feeling a bit overwhelmed. "Let’s tone it down when it comes to analyzing people around me. I don’t need to know everything about them."

  “Understood,” W.I.S.E. responded promptly. “I will limit such analyses to relevant or requested information only.”

  Suddenly Rena smiled, noticing constant staring from Ena's direction. "Hey, Ena! Something on your mind?" she asked, her tone playful, though there was a hint of curiosity in her expression.

  Ena snapped out of her thoughts, quickly realizing that she had been caught staring. "Oh! Uh, no, nothing," she stammered, feeling her face flush. "Just... lost in thought."

  Rena chuckled, shaking her head as she finished adjusting her swimsuit. "Well, make sure you don't get too distracted in class. Mrs. Handa's got us practicing a butterfly stroke today, and she's not going to go easy on us."

  Ena nodded, trying to brush off the moment and refocus. "Yeah, you're right. I’ll need all my energy for that," she replied, forcing a lighthearted smile.

  As the students began heading out to the pool area, Ena took a deep breath, mentally telling herself to focus. The brief incident with W.I.S.E. was behind her now, and she needed to put her attention on the upcoming lesson. Mrs. Handa, their PE teacher, was known for her strict but fair approach, and swimming class always came with its own set of challenges.

  As they gathered by the pool, Mrs. Handa began her usual routine of explaining the strokes they would practice that day. Today’s focus was the butterfly stroke, a particularly demanding and energy-intensive swimming technique. Ena had always found it tough to master, but now, with W.I.S.E. guiding her, she felt a quiet sense of confidence building inside.

  "Would you like assistance with monitoring your performance during the swim session?" W.I.S.E.’s voice chimed softly in her mind as she lined up with her classmates.

  Ena nodded slightly. "Yeah. I don't know this style, so... Can you take over and help me get the technique right?"

  “Certainly,” W.I.S.E. responded, the calm, measured tone of the system soothing her nerves. "I can offer something better for our education. Shall we proceed?"

  Ena’s eyes widened at W.I.S.E.’s offer, intrigued by the prospect of receiving direct, personalized guidance. "Better? What do you mean by better?" she thought.

  W.I.S.E. responded smoothly, "I can directly imprint the technique into your mind, using visualizations and muscle memory cues to guide you through the motions. This method accelerates the learning process by embedding the correct form and timing into your subconscious, allowing you to perform the butterfly stroke with minimal conscious effort. Would you like to proceed?"

  Ena hesitated for a moment, her heart racing with the excitement and uncertainty of what W.I.S.E. was suggesting. It sounded almost like a shortcut—a way to master something that had always been difficult for her with far less struggle than usual. But at the same time, it felt a little intimidating. Was she ready to have something like that directly imprinted into her mind?

  After a brief pause, she nodded mentally. "Yeah, let's give it a shot. But go easy on me—I don't want to feel like I'm suddenly someone else in the water."

  "Understood," W.I.S.E. replied. "Initiating guided imprinting now."

  Ena then felt a slight tingle in the back of her head, like a soft pulse of energy spreading through her mind and body. It wasn’t uncomfortable—just different, like a gentle hand guiding her from within.

  "New skill acquired: butterfly stroke," the text appeared before her eyes, and as the information settled into her consciousness, Ena felt a strange sense of familiarity with the technique. It was as if she had been practicing it for months, even though she had barely touched the water that day. Her muscles seemed to instinctively know what to do, the movements imprinted into her memory without any struggle.

  As the whistle blew and Mrs. Handa directed the students to enter the pool, Ena stepped to the edge, her heart pounding in anticipation. She took a deep breath and dove in, the cool water enveloping her. For a moment, she hesitated, unsure if the imprinting had really worked. But then, as her arms moved through the water in the familiar, rhythmic motion of the butterfly stroke, she realized W.I.S.E. had done exactly what it promised.

  Her body glided through the water, each stroke perfectly timed, her movements fluid and effortless. She felt an unusual sense of control and grace, something she had never experienced in PE class before. W.I.S.E. provided subtle guidance in her thoughts, helping her adjust her timing and breathing as needed, but for the most part, it felt as though her body had already mastered the stroke.

  Ena surfaced at the end of the pool, breathing hard but exhilarated. She glanced around, noticing a few of her classmates staring at her with surprise. Rena, who had been swimming in the next lane, gave her an impressed nod.

  "Whoa, Ena! Since when did you get so good at this?" Rena called, still catching her breath.

  Ena laughed, shaking the water from her face. "I guess I’ve just been practicing more than you thought," she replied, the thrill of her new skill making her feel confident.

  As the lesson continued, Ena couldn’t help but feel amazed by how quickly she had adapted to the butterfly stroke. W.I.S.E. had truly exceeded her expectations, and she couldn’t wait to see what other challenges she could tackle with its help.

  After the PE, Ena made her way back to the changing rooms, her hair still damp from the swim and a satisfied smile on her face. The physical exertion left her feeling energized rather than exhausted, a far cry from how she used to feel after struggling through PE classes. She couldn’t believe how effortlessly she had mastered the butterfly stroke, and the impressed looks from her classmates gave her a boost of confidence she hadn’t expected.

  As she reached for her towel, W.I.S.E. chimed softly in her mind. “Your performance was exemplary, Ena. You maintained an optimal stroke efficiency of 85%, with slight improvements possible in breathing rhythm. Would you like to review the data?”

  Ena chuckled quietly to herself, amused at how thorough W.I.S.E. was. “Thanks, but I think I’ll pass on the analysis for now. I just want to enjoy the moment,” she thought, wrapping the towel around her shoulders.

  The rest of her classmates were chatting as they dried off and changed back into their uniforms. Rena gave her a friendly nudge as she passed by. "Seriously, Ena, where did those skills come from? You were practically gliding through the water!"

  Ena smiled modestly, shrugging. "Just been practicing, I guess. Maybe I finally found my groove."

  Rena raised an eyebrow, clearly impressed. "Well, whatever you're doing, keep it up. You looked like a pro out there."

  As the students finished changing and gathered their belongings, Ena felt a warmth in her chest—both from the compliments and from the quiet pride she felt in her own progress. She hadn’t expected W.I.S.E. to make such a significant impact in just one day, but now, she couldn’t imagine going back to how things were before.

  After leaving the changing rooms, she headed toward her next class. The rest of the day felt different, lighter somehow, as if a new door had opened in her life. W.I.S.E. was there, quietly enhancing her world in ways that no one else could see, and it gave her a sense of quiet power.

  "What's next, W.I.S.E.?" Ena asked mentally, excited for whatever new challenge lay ahead.

  “Whatever you desire, Ena,” W.I.S.E. responded with its usual calm tone. “Your journey is just beginning.”

  In the evening, at home, Ena sat at her desk, the soft glow of her lamp illuminating her room as she prepared for another study session. The day had been a whirlwind of new experiences, from mastering the butterfly stroke in PE to effortlessly navigating her math class with W.I.S.E.'s assistance.

  Ena's curiosity heightened when she noticed an icon in the corner of her eyesight. The icon was unobtrusive and translucent. It resembled a standard Menu icon, with three horizontal lines.

  Intrigued, Ena focused on the icon, and it responded immediately, expanding into a translucent overlay in the center of her vision. The interface was overflowing with various data, filled with a series of options neatly organized in various categories.

  Inside the "Profile" tab Ena found her own rotating image with various stats displayed around it, like a character profile in a game. It showed her height, weight, and some basic health metrics that W.I.S.E. had gathered over the past day, such as her heart rate and calorie intake. Beneath the physical data were sections for her academic progress, recent skills acquired, and areas where she could improve.

  Ena stared at the rotating image, slightly amused. "This is like... an RPG character screen," she thought, a small grin forming on her face. The idea of seeing herself represented like this made her feel like the main character in some kind of futuristic game, with W.I.S.E. acting as her guide.

  "Would you like a detailed breakdown of your recent activities or suggestions for future improvements?" W.I.S.E. asked, its calm voice appearing in her mind.

  "Not yet," Ena thought, still taking in the layout of the interface. She swiped mentally to the next tab, labeled "Enhancements." Inside, she found various functions W.I.S.E. had been using, including math assistance, skill imprinting for the butterfly stroke, and even environmental analysis. Each function had its own toggle switch, allowing Ena to customize how much W.I.S.E. was involved in different aspects of her life.

  "Whoa, I can control all of this?" she thought, marveling at the options. It felt empowering, like she had control over this advanced system in ways she hadn’t even imagined.

  "Indeed," W.I.S.E. confirmed. "You have full control over which features are active and can adjust them based on your needs. If you wish for less involvement or more, you can easily modify the settings."

  Ena opened the next tab, titled "Skill Tree." Inside, she found a sprawling, interconnected web of potential abilities and enhancements, each node representing a different area of growth—academics, physical skills, cognitive abilities, and even emotional intelligence. Some nodes were already unlocked, glowing softly to indicate skills she had already developed, such as math assistance and the butterfly stroke. Others were dim, waiting for her to focus on them to unlock new abilities.

  "This really is like a game," she thought, her heart racing with excitement. She traced a mental path along the academic branch, noticing advanced topics in mathematics, science, and even languages waiting to be explored. The physical branch contained everything from swimming techniques to martial arts, while the cognitive branch offered memory enhancement, speed reading, and increased focus during tasks.

  Ena hovered over one of the dimmed nodes in the academic branch labeled "Advanced Problem Solving." A tooltip appeared, explaining that unlocking this skill would allow W.I.S.E. to assist her in breaking down complex problems into simpler components, speeding up her understanding and enhancing her critical thinking.

  "Would you like to begin developing this skill?" W.I.S.E. asked, sensing her interest.

  Ena hesitated for a moment, but the idea of improving her problem-solving abilities was too tempting to pass up. "Yes, let's do it," she thought, her pulse quickening with excitement.

  A soft chime rang in her mind, and the node began to glow faintly. "Skill development initiated. Progress will be tracked and updated based on your activities. Would you like to focus on this skill during your next study session?" W.I.S.E. inquired.

  Ena nodded. "Yeah, that sounds perfect."

  With her curiosity now fully piqued, she scrolled through the other tabs, discovering even more features W.I.S.E. had to offer—"Health Monitoring," "Creative Assistance," and "Daily Insights," each one filled with more options to enhance her daily life.

  "This is insane," Ena thought, shaking her head in disbelief. "It's like I have access to everything I could ever need to improve myself."

  "Only if you choose to pursue it," W.I.S.E. reminded her gently. "Your progress is entirely in your hands, Ena. I am merely here to support and assist in the areas where you wish to grow."

  Ena smiled, feeling both excited and empowered. The possibilities seemed endless, and with W.I.S.E. by her side, she felt like she could tackle any challenge that came her way.

  "Alright, W.I.S.E., let's get to work," she thought, settling into her chair, ready to dive into her studies with a new sense of purpose.

  "Wow, what is it?" Ena noticed a couple of tabs, named "Inventory" and "Form". But they were locked with a small lock icon next to them, along with the words "Currently Unavailable" displayed in faint text. Ena's curiosity deepened as she stared at the locked tabs. The concept of an "Inventory" and "Form" section in this seemingly real-world interface intrigued her, making it feel even more like a game or a futuristic RPG.

  "What are these?" she asked mentally, focusing on the tabs.

  W.I.S.E. responded promptly, "The 'Inventory' and 'Form' tabs are advanced features tied to deeper aspects of your development. The 'Inventory' allows you to store and manage objects or items of significance, while the 'Form' tab pertains to the ability to adapt or enhance certain aspects of your physical or mental state. These features become available when you enable corresponding access rights under the Options - Authority submenu."

  Ena’s eyes widened as W.I.S.E. explained the locked tabs. “Authority submenu?” she thought, her curiosity growing by the second.

  “Correct,” W.I.S.E. confirmed. “Access to more advanced features, such as 'Inventory' and 'Form,' requires specific permissions to ensure user readiness and understanding. These permissions are safeguarded until you choose to unlock them.”

  Ena couldn’t help but wonder what exactly those features entailed. “So... I could potentially unlock these? What would they allow me to do?”

  W.I.S.E. responded smoothly, “The 'Inventory' feature would allow you to interact with certain items of interest in unique ways, such as cataloging them, analyzing their properties, and managing personal objects. You can literally disintegrate anything and put it into your inventory slot, storing it for future use or analysis. The 'Form' feature, on the other hand, would enable modifications to your physical and mental attributes. These modifications could range from subtle adjustments—such as enhancing your strength or speed—to more significant changes, such as altering your appearance or unlocking latent abilities within your mind.”

  Ena blinked, her mind reeling with the implications of what W.I.S.E. had just said. The idea of disintegrating objects and storing them in an "Inventory" sounded both surreal and fascinating, while the "Form" tab hinted at possibilities she hadn’t even considered. Enhancing her physical abilities? Altering her appearance? It was like something out of a science fiction novel.

  Ena's heart raced as she absorbed the possibilities. The idea of having control over her form and the ability to store and manipulate objects through an "Inventory" system seemed both thrilling and overwhelming. It was as though W.I.S.E. was offering her a glimpse into a reality where the boundaries of what she thought possible were constantly shifting.

  "So, I could essentially... change myself?" she asked, her mind buzzing with curiosity. "Like, improve my physical abilities or even look different?"

  "Precisely," W.I.S.E. confirmed. "The 'Form' tab grants access to a wide range of adaptive modifications. These could range from enhancing physical attributes—such as increasing your speed, strength, or endurance—to more subtle adjustments, like altering your cognitive processing speed or sharpening your senses. Appearance alterations are also within the scope, allowing for both minor and significant changes based on your preferences."

  Ena’s mind swirled with the possibilities, but a part of her felt a bit hesitant. As exciting as these features sounded, there was also a sense of responsibility that came with having such power. It wasn’t just about enhancing her abilities—it was about understanding the implications of such changes.

  She took a deep breath, her fingers hovering over the locked tabs. "What would I need to do to unlock these features?"

  W.I.S.E. responded in its usual calm tone, "The 'Inventory' and 'Form' tabs require specific access rights, which can be enabled through the 'Options - Authority' submenu. This submenu allows you to adjust the level of control and features you wish to engage with. These options are currently locked to prevent misuse or overwhelming the user."

  Ena’s curiosity bubbled over as she listened to W.I.S.E.’s explanation. The idea of accessing the "Inventory" and "Form" features felt like stepping into a new dimension of possibilities, but it also carried a weight of responsibility she hadn’t fully considered.

  “So, how do I access this ‘Options - Authority’ submenu?” Ena asked, her thoughts racing with excitement and trepidation.

  “The submenu is accessible through the main settings menu,” W.I.S.E. explained. “You can just unlock it like any other option. This is a simple safeguard feature against accidental misuse."

  Ena hesitated for a moment, her fingers lingering in the air as she processed what W.I.S.E. was telling her. The idea of unlocking the "Options - Authority" submenu and gaining access to the "Inventory" and "Form" features was tempting. But at the same time, the implications of what those features could do weighed on her mind. Was she ready for that level of control and responsibility?

  Taking a deep breath, she decided to open the settings menu. In her mind, she navigated to the "Options - Authority" submenu, her vision shifting as the translucent interface rearranged itself. There, she found a list of permissions and access levels, with the "Inventory" and "Form" features sitting prominently at the top, both locked with a faint glow around them.

  As her eyes lingered on the unlock icons, W.I.S.E. softly chimed in her thoughts. "It is your choice, Ena. These features offer new opportunities for growth, but they also require mindfulness and caution. Unlocking them will give you control over aspects of your environment and yourself that go beyond ordinary capabilities."

  Ena felt the weight of those words, understanding that while the features were exciting, they weren’t just toys to play with—they could alter her reality in significant ways. She stared at the lock icons, feeling the tension between curiosity and caution.

  Finally, she nodded to herself. “I’ll unlock them, but I’ll be careful,” she thought, making up her mind.

  With that, she focused on the first lock, the one next to the "Inventory" tab. The lock clicked open with a soft sound, and the faint glow around the tab brightened as it became accessible. Next, she moved to the "Form" tab and unlocked it in the same way. Both tabs now gleamed softly, waiting for her to explore.

  Ena's heart raced with a mix of excitement and apprehension. She had unlocked a new level of control over herself and the world around her, and the possibilities were endless.

  “Inventory and Form features are now available,” W.I.S.E. confirmed. “Would you like a guided tutorial on how to use these features?”

  Ena smiled, feeling the thrill of her decision. “Yes, let’s go through it.”

  The translucent interface shifted once more, and Ena prepared herself to dive into this new realm of possibilities with W.I.S.E. by her side.

  Grabbing her textbook from the table, Ena asked mentally, "W.I.S.E., how can I put this into my inventory? I want to get a basic understanding of how this works."

  W.I.S.E. responded smoothly, "To add an object to your inventory, you simply need to focus on it and give the command to store it. I will handle the rest. Once an item is in your inventory, you can access it at any time, analyze its properties, or retrieve it. Would you like to try it now with your textbook?"

  Ena nodded mentally, still holding the textbook in her hands. “Yes, let’s do it.”

  “Very well,” W.I.S.E. replied. "Please focus on the textbook and mentally issue the command to store it."

  Ena took a deep breath and focused her thoughts on the textbook. “Store in inventory,” she thought clearly, feeling a rush of anticipation.

  In an instant, the textbook glowed faintly before it seemed to dissolve into particles, almost like a mist being absorbed into the air. The particles swirled momentarily before disappearing completely from her vision, leaving her hands empty.

  “Item successfully stored in your inventory,” W.I.S.E. informed her. “You can access the textbook at any time from the 'Inventory' tab, where it can be retrieved or analyzed further.”

  Ena blinked, staring at her now-empty hands. “Whoa, that was... seamless,” she thought, surprised by how effortless the process had been. It felt like magic, yet it was all grounded in this futuristic system W.I.S.E. had granted her.

  Curious, she mentally opened the "Inventory" tab, and sure enough, there was the image of her textbook, neatly cataloged with its title, weight, and dimensions displayed beside it. The interface even allowed her to preview the contents of the book, like a digital copy she could access at any time.

  “This is incredible,” Ena thought, her excitement growing. “I can just store things like this and pull them out whenever I want?”

  "Correct," W.I.S.E. responded. "You can store and retrieve items as needed. You can also organize your inventory based on categories, set reminders for certain items, or analyze objects for further details."

  "And what is it?" Ena noticed the "Workshop" button on the "Inventory" screen, Ena’s curiosity was piqued by the "Workshop" button that appeared on the "Inventory" screen. It was a new addition, prominently placed and hinting at additional functionalities she hadn't yet explored.

  "What's the 'Workshop' button for?" she asked mentally, her attention fixed on the intriguing new option.

  W.I.S.E. responded in its calm and informative tone, "The 'Workshop' button provides access to an advanced interface where you can modify and customize items stored in your inventory. This feature allows you to perform enhancements, repairs, or even transformations on objects. Essentially, it's a tool for personalizing and refining the items you have at your disposal."

  Ena's eyes widened with interest. "So, I can actually change or improve the things I store?"

  "Exactly," W.I.S.E. confirmed. "The 'Workshop' offers various tools and options for altering the properties of items. For example, you could enhance the functionality of a textbook by adding interactive elements, or modify the appearance of an object to suit your preferences. The possibilities are extensive and depend on the nature of the items and the tools available within the workshop."

  Ena felt a rush of excitement at the thought of being able to customize and modify her stored items. It felt like having a miniaturized version of a maker’s workshop right at her fingertips. She tapped the "Workshop" button to see what it offered.

  The interface shifted once more, revealing a new screen with options to "Enhance," "Repair," "Transform," and "Preview" items. Each option had its own set of tools and parameters. For example, the "Enhance" function allowed her to increase the effectiveness or features of an item, while "Transform" enabled more radical changes, such as altering its shape or function.

  Ena decided to explore the "Enhance" option first. She selected the textbook from her inventory and chose "Enhance." A list of possible enhancements appeared, ranging from making the textbook interactive with embedded digital features to altering its material properties for durability.

  As she scrolled through the options, she felt like a kid in a candy store, with so many choices at her disposal. "This is amazing," she thought. "I could turn a regular textbook into an interactive learning tool or even something completely different!"

  W.I.S.E. added, "You can also preview the effects of your enhancements before applying them, allowing you to make informed decisions. If you need assistance with specific modifications or have any questions, feel free to ask."

  Ena nodded mentally, her excitement palpable. "I think I’ll try enhancing the textbook with some interactive features to start. Let’s see what kind of cool things I can add."

  Ena selected the interactive enhancement option for her textbook. A list of potential upgrades appeared in front of her, including features like embedded quizzes, voice-assisted explanations, and even the ability to link the textbook to an online database for real-time updates.

  After browsing through the options, she decided to add two features: interactive quizzes that would help her test her knowledge as she read through the material, and voice-assisted explanations that would provide auditory support for complex topics.

  With a mental command, she initiated the enhancements, watching as the textbook in the "Workshop" interface began to glow faintly, the changes being applied. Within moments, a confirmation appeared before her eyes: Enhancements successfully applied.

  Excited, she opened the textbook from her Inventory to see the changes. As she scrolled through the pages, she noticed small icons now appeared beside certain sections, inviting her to take a quiz or listen to an explanation. Ena tapped on one of the icons, and a voice softly guided her through the material.

  “This is incredible,” Ena thought, a huge grin spreading across her face. "Studying is going to be so much easier now!"

  Ena focused on the textbook's image in her "Inventory" tab, mentally issuing the command to retrieve it. In an instant, the book materialized in her hands, just as solid and tangible as before, but now enhanced with the new features she had added through the Workshop.

  She ran her fingers along the cover, half expecting it to feel different after the enhancements, but it felt the same—except for the knowledge that inside, it was far more than just an ordinary textbook now.

  Curious to see how well it worked in real life, she flipped through the pages until she found a section on a topic that had always given her trouble. As she read, a small icon appeared next to one of the more complex equations, indicating an available voice-assisted explanation.

  Ena tapped the icon now with her finger, and a clear, gentle voice began explaining the concept in simple terms, breaking it down step by step. The voice paused occasionally, giving her time to absorb the information, before continuing.

  Ena couldn't help but smile. "This is amazing," she smiled, as the voice continued to provide detailed, easy-to-understand explanations. It was like having a personal tutor available at her fingertips. Ena tested the interactive quizzes next, finding them engaging and informative, a perfect way to reinforce her learning.

  She glanced at the clock and realized how much time had passed. “I could get used to this,” she thought, feeling more confident about tackling her studies.

  With a satisfied sigh, Ena decided to dive into her homework, feeling more equipped than ever. The enhancements had turned a regular study session into an interactive, supportive experience, and she was excited to explore more of what W.I.S.E. had to offer.

  Later that evening, already lying on her bed under the soft glow of her bedside lamp, Ena decided to delve into the most enigmatic W.I.S.E.'s profile tab, a "Form" one.

  With a sense of anticipation, Ena mentally selected the "Form" tab. The interface shifted once more, revealing a new section filled with an outline of her body and various glowing nodes representing different aspects of her physical and mental attributes. Each node was connected by a web of lines, much like a skill tree, but this time it wasn't just about learning—it was about herself.

  The "Form" tab was divided into categories: Physical Enhancements, Mental Enhancements, and a more mysterious section labeled Transformation. Ena's curiosity immediately gravitated toward the last one, but she decided to explore the other categories first.

  Under Physical Enhancements, she found options like increased strength, speed, agility, and endurance. Each enhancement had a brief description, explaining how it would impact her abilities. There was even an option to enhance her senses, sharpening her vision, hearing, or even her sense of touch.

  Mentally selecting the Mental Enhancements category, she found areas where she could boost her cognitive abilities—memory recall, focus, creativity, and even learning speed. The thought of improving her mental sharpness was incredibly tempting. She even found the Mimic option, allowing her to temporarily acquire and replicate skills or knowledge she had observed in others. The idea of being able to mimic someone’s abilities, even for a short time, sent a thrill through her. She could picture herself excelling in all kinds of challenges, effortlessly picking up new talents.

  Ena’s mind buzzed with possibilities as she hovered over these options, but her attention kept drifting back to the Transformation section, the most enigmatic and intriguing part of the "Form" tab.

  Taking a deep breath, she mentally selected Transformation, and the interface shifted again, this time revealing options far beyond physical and mental adjustments. Here, she found the potential for more profound, even fantastical changes to her form. The choices were abstract, some labeled as Minor Transformations, such as altering her hair color or eye shape, while others were marked as Major Transformations, allowing for more drastic shifts—like altering her body’s overall structure or gaining new, enhanced abilities like heightened agility or even features that hinted at abilities she had only seen in science fiction.

  There were a lot of various command buttons, starting from the now familiar Mimic button, followed by Disguise one, and a more mysterious option labeled "Morph."

  Ena's heart raced as she hovered over each button, especially the "Morph" option, which seemed to suggest more profound changes to her form. She couldn’t help but wonder what it would feel like to alter her appearance—or even her abilities—at will.

  As Ena lay on her bed, her mind whirled with possibilities. The transformations W.I.S.E. offered felt like they had unlocked a new realm of potential within her, but the weight of the decision loomed large.

  Her fingers drummed softly on the blanket, her eyes tracing the glowing nodes on the interface before her. Should she start with something simple, like a minor physical enhancement? Or dive into one of the more abstract and mysterious options in the Transformation section? The idea of trying out the "Mimic" ability, temporarily replicating a skill she had observed, was tempting—it felt like a safe yet exciting place to start.

  After a moment of thought, she focused on the "Mimic" option and mentally selected it. A soft chime echoed in her mind, and the interface adjusted, showing a list of recent experiences where she had seen or interacted with people demonstrating skills she could mimic.

  Her swim class earlier that day stood out. She had watched Rena move gracefully through the water, her butterfly stroke fluid and powerful. Ena had already enhanced her own abilities with W.I.S.E.'s guidance, but the idea of mimicking Rena’s natural ease in the water intrigued her.

  "Let’s try mimicking Rena’s swimming technique," Ena thought, focusing on the memory of watching her classmate swim.

  “Executing Mimic function,” W.I.S.E. responded.

  A soft pulse of energy moved through Ena’s body, and suddenly she felt a strange familiarity with the way Rena moved in the water. It wasn’t just a memory—it was as if her muscles now understood the same rhythm, the same flow, and grace. She could practically feel herself swimming like Rena, the sensation as vivid as if she were in the pool again.

  Ena smiled, impressed by how seamlessly the Mimic function worked. “Wow, this could be useful,” she thought, already imagining how she could apply this feature to other areas of her life.

  With a new sense of excitement, she glanced back at the "Transformation" options. There was so much more to explore, and now that she had tried a minor feature, she felt a little more confident about diving deeper.

  Recalling Rena's form from her little 'starring' session inside the changing room, Ena couldn't help but let her thoughts drift back to that brief moment in the changing room, when W.I.S.E. had provided detailed information about Rena's physical form. It had been a strange, almost surreal experience, noticing every little detail and having data at her fingertips. Now, with the "Mimic" function activated, she wondered just how far she could take this ability.

  Could she not only replicate Rena’s swimming technique but also mimic her physical form?

  Curiosity bubbled up within her. Ena focused on the Disguise option now, selecting it with a more daring intent. She mentally replayed the image of Rena, her body and posture from earlier in the day, visualizing every detail.

  “W.I.S.E.,” Ena thought, “can I use the Disguise option to mimic Rena’s physical appearance? Not just her technique, but how she looks?”

  W.I.S.E. responded smoothly, “Yes, the Disguise function allows for temporary changes in your outward appearance. You can replicate the physical attributes of individuals you’ve observed, including body shape, facial features, and even hair color. These changes are superficial and do not alter your underlying physical structure.”

  Ena’s heart raced as she thought about the possibilities. The idea of briefly taking on someone else’s form—Rena’s, in this case—was thrilling and a little unnerving. She had never imagined having such an ability.

  Taking a deep breath, she focused on the memory of Rena from the changing room: her height, her posture, the way her hair fell, the curves of her figure. Ena mentally issued the command to W.I.S.E.: Disguise—Mimic Rena’s form.

  For a moment, nothing happened. Then, a soft ripple spread across Ena’s body, almost like a wave of warmth. She watched in awe as her limbs seemed to subtly shift, her height adjusting slightly. Her hair lengthened and changed texture, taking on Rena’s dark, straight strands. Her skin tone, her facial features, even her body shape—all began to mirror Rena’s, down to the smallest detail.

  Ena stood up from her bed, staring at her reflection in the full-length mirror across the room. She blinked, almost in disbelief. She was Rena—or at least, she looked exactly like her. The transformation was flawless, right down to the subtle nuances in her posture.

  "This is... incredible," Ena thought, turning from side to side, inspecting the new form she had taken on. The changes felt natural, yet completely surreal. She was still herself on the inside, but on the outside, she was someone else entirely.

  “Would you like to retain this form for a set duration, or revert back at any time?” W.I.S.E. asked gently, sensing her amazement.

  Ena thought for a moment, still captivated by the transformation. “I’ll keep it for a little while,” she decided, eager to see how it felt to move around in Rena’s body.

  She took a few steps around the room, marveling at how different, yet familiar, it felt to inhabit someone else’s form. Every movement seemed natural, yet slightly altered. It was like stepping into a new skin, one that fit perfectly, but carried its own unique rhythm.

  The experience was exhilarating, and Ena couldn’t help but wonder what other transformations or disguises she might be able to try next.

  "So, Rena. Let's check, do you really have a B-cup bra and 67 cm at the waist," Ena giggled, rummaging inside her dresser, searching for the tape measure.

  Ena, still marveling at her transformation into Rena's form, found the tape measure tucked away in her dresser. She giggled softly to herself, feeling a mixture of excitement and mischief. The idea of testing W.I.S.E.'s precision in mimicking physical details intrigued her.

  Standing in front of the mirror, she unraveled the tape measure and began to take quick measurements. First, she wrapped it around her chest, checking if the dimensions truly matched Rena’s reported B-cup size. Then, she moved to her waist, wrapping the tape snugly around her midsection.

  As she finished measuring, W.I.S.E. chimed in with its calm and neutral tone. "Measurements confirmed: Bust 32B, Waist 67 cm. The disguise function has accurately replicated the observed physical attributes."

  Ena chuckled, shaking her head in amazement. “Wow, W.I.S.E., you’re spot on,” she thought. The transformation was not only visually flawless but also perfectly aligned with the actual dimensions of Rena’s form.

  Ena looked at herself in the mirror once more, still fascinated by the accuracy of the transformation. She ran her hands over her borrowed form, feeling both curious and exhilarated. It was as if she had truly become Rena, not just in appearance but in every measurable detail.

  “I can’t believe how precise this is,” she mused, turning to view herself from different angles. Her mind buzzed with the endless possibilities of W.I.S.E.'s "Disguise" function.

  As the novelty of the transformation settled in, Ena started to wonder about the other features within the "Form" tab. If mimicking someone’s physical appearance was this accurate, what could the more advanced options, like "Morph," offer? Could she change herself in ways beyond what she had observed? Could she create an entirely new form, one that didn't belong to anyone else?

  The thought made her heart race with anticipation.

  Under the Morph option, Ena found various controls aimed at partial and overall transformation. The list of options and commands was extremely extensive, starting from the standard Width and Height controls, to more nuanced sliders like Texture, Density, and Contour. Each control allowed Ena to adjust specific aspects of her form. The Width and Height controls let her modify her overall size, while Texture affected the smoothness or roughness of her skin. Density allowed for changes in body mass, and Contour could alter the shape of her features, creating curves or angles as desired.

  The Combine option was allowing The "Combine" option, Ena discovered, allowed for the fusion of multiple traits or characteristics from different forms. She could blend features from various pre-set forms or even create a hybrid form by selecting specific attributes from multiple sources.

  This option was visually represented with a sophisticated interface, letting Ena drag and drop different traits into a central panel, where she could see a live preview of the combined results. She could mix attributes such as hairstyles, eye colors, and body shapes to craft a unique appearance that was entirely her own.

  The library of predefined body parts already had everything, including mythical creatures and even futuristic designs. Ena’s eyes widened as she scrolled through the extensive library. There were options to blend mythical features, like dragon scales or elf ears, with futuristic enhancements such as cybernetic implants or sleek, aerodynamic forms. Each trait could be combined in intricate ways, creating an entirely new, hybrid appearance.

  Ena began experimenting with the "Combine" control, dragging and dropping different traits into the central panel. She mixed sleek, futuristic lines with mythical, ethereal features, and watched as her form transformed in real time. The possibilities seemed endless, each new combination offering a unique blend of aesthetics and functionality.

  As she played around with different traits, Ena felt a surge of creative freedom. The ability to craft a completely new form was exhilarating, pushing the boundaries of what she had imagined possible.

  "A 10 cm fairy with shimmering wings and glowing eyes," Ena thought, dragging and dropping the corresponding traits into the central panel. The preview was updated to show a tiny, delicate form with iridescent wings and an ethereal glow. The fairy's proportions were gracefully balanced, and its eyes sparkled with a magical light.

  Ena marveled at the intricacy of the design. “This looks incredible,” she thought, her excitement bubbling. The form was not only visually stunning but also offered a glimpse into a completely different realm of transformation. The idea of embodying such a fantastical creature was both thrilling and enchanting.

  Ena’s heart raced with excitement as she admired the fairy form in the live preview. The tiny, delicate wings fluttered with a soft, shimmering light, and the eyes glowed with a mesmerizing, otherworldly sparkle. The form was exquisite, capturing the essence of a magical creature with flawless detail.

  She gently adjusted the sliders for Texture and Density, fine-tuning the form to enhance the ethereal quality of the fairy's appearance. The wings became more translucent and the glow around the eyes intensified, adding an extra layer of enchantment.

  “This is amazing,” Ena thought, feeling a surge of wonder. The ability to transform into such a fantastical being was beyond anything she had imagined. She contemplated what it would be like to experience the world from this new, magical perspective.

  With a deep breath and her heart racing in anticipation, Ena hovered over the "Apply" button, mentally preparing herself for the transformation. She focused on the fairy form she had crafted, the shimmering wings, the glowing eyes, and the delicate 10 cm stature.

  "Let’s do this," she thought, excited but slightly nervous. She selected "Apply", and almost instantly, she felt a warm, tingling sensation spread across her body.

  The room around her seemed to grow as her body began to shrink, her perspective shifting dramatically. Her skin tingled as it became lighter, more delicate, and her muscles subtly adjusted to her new, tiny size. She felt the ethereal weight of her wings on her back, fluttering gently with every small movement. Her vision became sharper, the glow in her eyes casting soft, radiant light across the room.

  Ena gasped, her tiny voice soft but filled with wonder. She looked down at her small, graceful body and fluttered her wings experimentally, feeling an immediate, instinctual control over them. With a light push, she lifted off the bed, hovering just a few centimeters above the surface.

  "This is unbelievable," Ena whispered, her voice tinged with awe as she looked around the now enormous room from her new perspective. Everything seemed vast and towering, but the world felt magical, vibrant, and full of possibility.

  She floated gently, exploring the room from this newfound fairy form, her iridescent wings sparkling in the light. The experience was surreal, as if she had truly stepped into a fantasy world of her own creation.

  Ena flew out of her own room, her tiny wings fluttering softly as she soared into the hallway. The world seemed enormous from her new perspective, everything towering above her like a vast, unfamiliar landscape. She hovered near the ceiling, her glowing eyes casting soft light on the walls and floors below, illuminating the space with an ethereal glow.

  The sensation of flying was exhilarating. Ena zipped through the air with ease, darting around corners and gliding effortlessly past doorframes. Her delicate wings carried her gracefully, the soft hum of their movement barely audible.

  As she flew closer to Yuta's room, Ena's curiosity got the best of her. She hovered near the door, listening to the faint sounds of her younger brother playing his usual MMO game, completely absorbed in his virtual world. The glowing light from her eyes reflected off the door, casting a faint shimmer on its surface.

  She giggled to herself, feeling mischievous as she approached the small gap between the door and the floor. It was just wide enough for her tiny fairy form to slip through. With a swift motion, she darted into Yuta’s room, flying up to a high perch near the ceiling.

  Yuta sat at his desk, his back turned, fully immersed in his game. He had no idea that his sister, now a tiny, glowing fairy, was floating silently above him. Ena smiled, feeling an odd sense of playful power in her new form.

  "What should I do?" she mused, her fairy wings fluttering softly. The temptation to surprise him in some magical way was too strong to resist.

  With a mischievous glint in her glowing eyes, Ena floated down quietly, landing on the edge of Yuta's desk. She stood there, barely visible due to her size, watching him with amusement as he continued to play, unaware of her presence.

  "Is that Genshin Impact?" Ena wondered, as she recognized the familiar landscapes and characters on Yuta's screen. He was deeply immersed in a boss battle, his fingers moving rapidly over the keyboard and mouse.

  Ena smiled, her tiny fairy form perched on the edge of the desk, wings shimmering softly in the glow from the monitor. "Perfect opportunity for a little prank," she thought, her mischievous side taking over.

  She turned her attention toward the Fusion option, her mind buzzing with excitement as she considered the possibilities. The "Fusion" option in the Form tab allowed her to temporarily merge with objects or beings, and the idea of fusing with Yuta’s game sounded too fun to pass up.

  Ena hovered over the "Fusion" icon in her mind, selecting it. W.I.S.E. chimed softly, "Initiating Fusion. Target: digital environment. Prepare for integration."

  With a rush of energy, Ena felt herself being drawn into the screen, the vibrant colors of the game enveloping her. In an instant, she was inside the world of Genshin Impact, fused with Raiden, the powerful and elegant character Yuta was controlling. Ena gasped in awe as she found herself standing within the vibrant, mystical landscape of the game, her tiny fairy form now blended seamlessly with Raiden’s powerful body. The weight of Raiden’s sword felt familiar in her hands, and the swirling energy of the electro element pulsed through her.

  She could feel Yuta’s movements guiding her, but now, with her own consciousness merged into the game, she had an added level of control. Every time Yuta issued a command, Ena felt the corresponding power surge through her, amplifying Raiden’s abilities.

  "This is incredible!" Ena thought, marveling at how her mind and body worked in perfect harmony with the game character. She could feel the cool wind of the open landscape, the hum of Raiden's electric energy coursing through her form.

  Yuta, completely unaware of Ena’s presence, was deep in combat, launching powerful strikes and elemental bursts. Ena decided to give him a little surprise. She focused her thoughts, subtly adding her own flair to Raiden’s movements, making the attacks even more fluid and precise. Raiden’s strikes became faster and more efficient, slicing through enemies with grace and power beyond Yuta’s normal control.

  Yuta’s eyes widened in surprise. “Whoa! That was perfect timing!” he exclaimed, clearly impressed with how well he was doing.

  Ena giggled silently, feeling a sense of satisfaction. She continued to assist Yuta in the battle, guiding Raiden with finesse and precision, but always careful to remain subtle enough that Yuta wouldn’t realize what was happening.

  As the battle came to a victorious end, Yuta leaned back in his chair, grinning. "Man, that was awesome! I’ve never played this well before."

  Ena, still fused with the game, smiled to herself. "You have no idea," she thought, basking in the fun of her little prank.

  Opening the W.I.S.E. inventory screen, Ena gasped, as she noticed something new within her Inventory. Ena stared at her W.I.S.E. Inventory screen in amazement, her heart racing. There, nestled among the usual items, were Raiden's weapons and artifacts from Genshin Impact, each meticulously cataloged and synced with her. The iconic Engulfing Lightning spear, powerful artifacts like the Emblem of Severed Fate, and even consumables like potions—all were now accessible in her Inventory.

  “How is this even possible?” Ena thought, her eyes wide with excitement. She reached out mentally to interact with the Engulfing Lightning, selecting it in her Inventory. Instantly, she felt the weight of the weapon materialize in her hands, its energy humming with power.

  W.I.S.E. responded calmly, "Items synced from digital environments during Fusion are temporarily accessible within your Inventory. You may utilize or analyze these items while they are synced, though their functionality may be limited outside the digital environment."

  Ena’s mind buzzed with the possibilities. She now held Raiden's spear in her tiny fairy hands, and though it felt oversized compared to her current form, she marveled at its sleek design and powerful energy. It was as if she had pulled a piece of the game into reality.

  "Can I actually use these?" she asked mentally, her excitement mounting.

  W.I.S.E. responded, "You may attempt to utilize these items within your current reality, though their effects may be altered by the nature of the environment."

  Ena’s excitement grew as she considered what this meant. Not only had she fused with a digital character, but she now had access to their weapons and abilities. The idea of wielding Raiden's spear—or any other in-game item—in the real world was both thrilling and surreal.

  She looked down at the spear in her hands and gave it a cautious swing. The spear glowed with a faint, ethereal energy, but it lacked the full power it had in the game. Still, it was tangible and real, a small piece of the digital world now in her possession.

  "This is incredible," she whispered, her mind already racing with ideas for what she could do next. The boundaries between reality and the digital world had blurred, and with W.I.S.E.'s capabilities, Ena felt like she was on the edge of discovering something truly extraordinary.

  Curiosity bubbling inside her, Ena mentally opened the W.I.S.E. menu again and navigated to her Profile tab while still fused with the game. The outline of her body appeared, but this time, there were significant changes reflecting her current state.

  Her profile showed a blend of her real self and Raiden’s in-game characteristics. Ena’s height and body shape were now overlaid with Raiden’s form, and various stats had been updated to reflect the powerful abilities she had temporarily gained during the fusion.

  Ena stared at the Profile tab in awe, her mind racing as she took in the changes. Her usual physical stats—height, weight, and basic health metrics—were now merged with Raiden’s. Her height had increased significantly, reflecting Raiden's taller stature, and her strength, agility, and elemental abilities had skyrocketed.

  Her stats now displayed enhanced physical capabilities:

  Strength: High

  Agility: Enhanced

  Elemental Affinity: Electro (Active)

  Weapon Mastery: Polearm (Synced)

  Beneath the stats, her appearance had shifted too. The familiar outline of her body now bore Raiden’s powerful frame, layered with the delicate yet intense features of the character. Ena’s real form was nowhere to be found, replaced entirely by the imposing and graceful figure of Raiden Shogun. Her long hair flowed like Raiden’s, and her eyes glowed faintly with the same ethereal energy that powered the Electro Archon. Even her posture had changed, radiating a sense of confidence and power that felt both thrilling and surreal.

  Ena couldn’t help but be fascinated by the fusion. Her stats had taken on the characteristics of Raiden, reflecting not just physical strength but the enhanced agility and elemental mastery she now had at her disposal. She could practically feel the crackle of electric energy coursing through her, ready to be unleashed.

  “This is beyond anything I expected,” Ena thought, her mind racing with possibilities. She wondered just how far she could push this fusion—could she wield Raiden’s full powers in the real world, or was there a limit to how much she could carry over from the game?

  W.I.S.E. chimed in, as if sensing her thoughts. "The fusion allows for the temporary adoption of both physical and elemental characteristics from the synced digital entity. You now possess Raiden's abilities, including enhanced strength and the Electro affinity. However, the effects in your current environment may differ from the digital one."

  Ena glanced down at her hands, feeling the faint hum of electric energy pulsing just beneath the surface. Her fingers tingled, and she raised a hand experimentally, imagining the powerful lightning strikes Raiden could summon. A faint arc of electricity sparked between her fingers, a small but thrilling display of the power she now wielded.

  Her heart raced. She was living a hybrid of reality and fantasy, with the potential to tap into abilities that felt almost limitless. The fusion had blurred the lines between the game and the real world, and Ena couldn’t wait to explore just how much power she could control.

  “Let’s see what I can really do,” Ena thought, determination flaring within her as she prepared to test the limits of this incredible fusion.

  "I told you to turn off your PC and go to sleep!" Ena’s heart skipped a beat as her mother's voice reached her, cutting through the magical world of Genshin Impact like a distant echo. The reminder brought her back to reality, and she realized how deeply she had become immersed in the game world through W.I.S.E.’s Fusion. She glanced around the vibrant landscape of the game, the ethereal energy of Raiden’s form still flowing through her.

  “I should probably wrap this up,” Ena thought, her sense of mischief slowly giving way to responsibility. "Or she is addressing Yuta instead?" she smiled.

  "Indeed! Since I heard no mention of your name, it seems your mother is speaking to Yuta," W.I.S.E. chimed in, reading Ena's thoughts and helping her keep track of the situation.

  Ena smiled, realizing that Yuta was probably so engrossed in his game that he hadn't heard their mom. She decided it was time to quietly exit the Fusion. "Okay, time to slip o..."

  Ena and W.I.S.E. were suddenly interrupted and suspended with the rest of the game world, as Yuta hit the power button. The vibrant world of Genshin Impact flickered for a moment, and then everything went dark as Yuta’s PC powered down.

  Ena, still fused with the game, felt nothing. She was just turned off like the rest of the game, effectively trapped as a data one Yuta's PC shut down. It was a strange, but short sensation before her consciousness stopped completely, leaving her suspended in the digital void. For a brief, surreal moment, it was as if Ena no longer existed—her thoughts, her awareness, all silenced as the world of Genshin Impact disappeared.

  "Yep, that's right," Kasumi, their mother turned off the lights. Yuta climbed onto his bed and pulled the blanket over, completely unaware that his sister was still, in some form, inside the now-shutdown computer.

  "...out," Ena pulled from the computer's SSD again, gasping as she regained awareness. The game world was restored with the same vivid colors and energy as before and it seems, that Yuta turned his PC on again.

  "Time leap detected," W.I.S.E. displayed warning, as Ena’s mind raced to process what had just happened. The sensation of being trapped in digital suspension was both disorienting and unsettling, like existing in a void where time stood still. But now, back in the vibrant world of Genshin Impact, everything felt normal again—or as normal as it could be while fused with a video game character.

  “W.I.S.E., what just happened? How was I pulled back like that?” Ena asked, her voice laced with confusion as she looked around the restored game environment.

  W.I.S.E. responded calmly, "When Yuta powered off the computer, your fusion was temporarily suspended, resulting in a loss of consciousness as the digital environment ceased to exist. Upon restarting the system, your consciousness was automatically restored within the last known state of the digital environment."

  Ena sighed in relief, though the experience had been unsettling. "That was... weird. I didn’t expect to just shut down like that."

  "It is an inherent limitation of fusing with digital environments," W.I.S.E. explained. "Your presence in the game world is dependent on the system’s active state. Once the system is powered off, your fusion is suspended until the environment is restored."

  Ena shook her head, trying to shake off the strangeness of the experience.

  "Something happened during the shutdown?" Ena wondered, her mind racing as she processed the strange sensation of being suspended in the void. The moment of nothingness had been brief, but unsettling, as if her consciousness had been trapped in the liminal space between reality and the digital world.

  W.I.S.E. chimed in, responding to her concerns. "During the shutdown, your consciousness was effectively paused within the game's memory. However, I detected a temporal anomaly upon your reactivation. It is one week passed outside the game world since you were last conscious."

  Ena froze, her heart skipping a beat as the weight of W.I.S.E.’s words sank in. "A week?" she thought, her mind racing with shock and confusion. It had felt like mere moments since Yuta had turned off the computer, but in the real world, an entire week had gone by.

  "W.I.S.E., how is that even possible? I was only out for what felt like a few seconds!" Ena’s voice was filled with disbelief.

  W.I.S.E. responded calmly, "The shutdown caused your consciousness to be suspended within the digital environment, disconnected from real-world time. Upon reactivation, I detected that the system had been powered off for seven days, resulting in a significant time leap in the real world."

  Ena’s mind reeled. "That Yuta. Kasumi took his PC data cable out to prevent him from turning off his PC and playing late into the night, and now I’ve been stuck in this game for a week without even realizing it!" Ena felt a strange mix of emotions—shock, confusion, and a bit of frustration—bubble up inside her.

  “W.I.S.E., what does this mean for me? Have I really been gone from the real world for an entire week?”

  W.I.S.E. responded, its tone calm and steady, “Your consciousness was suspended in the game’s data storage, but nothing else. You can stay inside the game world as Raiden, or disable the Fusion mode and return to the real world."

  Ena’s heart pounded as she processed the situation. The idea of losing an entire week, trapped within the digital confines of Genshin Impact without even realizing it, sent a shiver down her spine. The brief moment of nothingness she’d experienced during the shutdown felt eerie now that she knew it had lasted seven days.

  “I’ve been in the game for a whole week…” she whispered, her voice barely audible as she hovered in Raiden's form. The vibrant colors of the game world seemed to mock her with their beauty, while the real world had continued on without her.

  Taking a deep breath, Ena turned her thoughts to W.I.S.E. “Okay, let’s get back. I need to return to the real world.”

  W.I.S.E. responded promptly, “Understood. Disabling Fusion and initiating a return to your physical form.”

  With that, the familiar warmth of the fusion began to fade. Ena felt her consciousness slowly pulling away from Raiden’s form and the digital landscape, as the world around her began to blur. Her body started to shift, the ethereal energy dissipating as she felt herself reconnecting with the real world.

  In a blink, she was back in her tiny fairy form, fluttering away from Yuta's PC.

  "Heh, the Morph option is still enabled?" Ena hovered in her tiny fairy form, still processing the surreal experience of being fused with the game world for what turned out to be an entire week in real time. The sudden shift back to her fairy form felt jarring, especially after the power and stature of Raiden’s form.

  She took a deep breath, steadying herself as she fluttered back to her own room. The glowing shimmer of her wings cast soft light on the walls, her mind buzzing with everything that had happened.

  "That was intense," she thought, still amazed at the capabilities W.I.S.E. offered. As she floated near her bed, she noticed the familiar Morph interface still active in her mind.

  “W.I.S.E., let's return me to my normal form,” she instructed, wanting to feel like herself again.

  “Understood. Reverting to a default form,” W.I.S.E. responded, and once again, she felt the warm, subtle shift as her fairy body began to change. Slowly, her height increased, her wings disappeared, and her human form returned to normal. Ena took a deep breath, feeling more grounded now that she was back to her usual self.

  She sat on her bed, reflecting on everything. "That was wild. I’ve been inside a game for a whole week without realizing it."

  W.I.S.E. chimed in, “The experience provided valuable insight into the capabilities of the Fusion and Morph features. If you wish to explore more, you can adjust the limits of the functions.”

  Ena smiled to herself. "Maybe next time," she thought, feeling both excited and a little cautious after such an intense adventure.

  "Now I see, why they were locked away from the start," Ena chuckled, fixing her pillow and lying back on her bed, still reflecting on the wild experiences she had just gone through. "I mean, these features are incredible, but they can get a little out of hand," she mused, thinking back to how she had lost an entire week without even realizing it.

  She adjusted her pillow, settling into a more comfortable position. "I guess I need to be more careful with how I use them," she thought, her mind still buzzing with the possibilities of the Fusion, Morph, and Inventory functions. There was so much potential, but it was clear now why W.I.S.E. had safeguarded those features with locks—accessing them came with a certain level of responsibility.

  "Oh... The Inventory," Ena mentally opened the menu again, curious to check what else had synced while she had been fused with Raiden in Genshin Impact. The familiar translucent interface appeared, and there, in the Inventory tab, alongside Raiden’s iconic Engulfing Lightning spear and other artifacts, was a collection of items she hadn’t noticed before.

  A few potions and food items from the game had synced as well—things like Mora meat and Sweet Madame, all rendered in full detail. Ena stared at them for a moment, still in awe at how seamlessly W.I.S.E. had integrated these digital objects into her real-world inventory.

  "Wait..." Ena was trying to process what she was seeing in her Inventory. The idea of actually having items from a video game world in her possession felt surreal. Her mind raced with possibilities.

  "We pulled these from the game into the real world?" Ena asked mentally, her curiosity piqued by the strange and surreal concept. She stared at the items in her Inventory, still trying to wrap her mind around how they had crossed over from a digital world into her real-world possession.

  W.I.S.E. responded calmly, "Correct. The items from the game were synced with your Inventory during the Fusion process. While they originated from the digital environment, their properties have been adapted to your current reality. Some of their functions may be altered or limited outside the game world."

  Ena raised an eyebrow, still amazed. "So, what happens if I actually try to use one of these items?" she wondered, eyeing the Sweet Madame item, a dish known in Genshin Impact for its restorative properties. It was a beautifully rendered plate of roasted chicken with a sweet glaze, one of the more iconic food items in the game.

  "You may attempt to utilize these items," W.I.S.E. responded. "Their effects, however, will differ depending on the nature of your current environment. The Sweet Madame, for instance, may retain some nutritional properties, but its healing effect will be diminished outside the digital context."

  Ena couldn’t help but chuckle at the thought of eating a video game dish. "Alright, let’s give it a try," she thought, focusing on the Sweet Madame item and selecting it in her Inventory.

  In an instant, the item materialized in her hands. Ena blinked, staring at the perfectly rendered plate of food, as if it had been pulled straight from the game into her room. The scent of roasted meat filled the air, and it looked every bit as delicious as it did in the game.

  She hesitated for a moment, then took a cautious bite. The taste was rich and sweet, just as she had imagined it would be. It was surprisingly real—far more real than she had expected.

  "Wow," she thought, chewing slowly. "It actually tastes good!"

  W.I.S.E. chimed in again, "While the healing effects are absent, the food retains its taste and basic nutritional value in the real world."

  Ena laughed, still in disbelief. "I can’t believe I’m eating something from a video game." She finished the rest of the Sweet Madame, savoring the unexpected treat.

  As she settled back onto her bed, her mind raced with ideas. Having access to items from the digital world was more powerful than she had ever imagined. With a mix of excitement and caution, she knew she’d need to carefully consider how she used these incredible features going forward.

  "Ena! Where you've been for the entire week?" Kasumi was asking her during breakfast the next morning.

  Ena froze for a moment, the spoon halfway to her mouth as her mother’s question cut through the comfortable morning atmosphere. She had been so caught up in the strange events of the previous night that she hadn’t considered how to explain her absence for the entire week. Her heart raced as she scrambled for an answer.

  "Oh, uh… I guess I was just... really busy with school and stuff," Ena replied, trying to keep her tone casual, though she knew her explanation wasn’t exactly convincing.

  Kasumi raised an eyebrow, clearly not buying it. “You’ve never been that busy before. You didn’t even come down for dinner most nights. We were worried. What were you really up to?”

  Ena felt a lump form in her throat as she tried to think of a better explanation. She couldn’t exactly tell her mother that she literally trapped her own daughter inside her little brother's PC for an entire week as a suspended game character, so she quickly improvised. "Oh, you know, we had a big project at school, and I guess I just lost track of time," she said, forcing a smile. "I was really focused on it. I didn’t even realize how much time had passed."

  Kasumi’s eyes narrowed slightly. "A week-long project, huh?" she asked, clearly not convinced. "That doesn’t sound like you, Ena. You’re usually better at managing your time."

  Ena felt her pulse quicken, knowing her mother wasn’t going to let it go that easily. "Yeah, I know, it’s just… it was a lot, and I kind of got overwhelmed with everything," she said, trying to make her explanation sound more believable. "But everything’s back to normal now, I promise."

  Kasumi sighed, still looking skeptical but deciding to let it go for now. "Just make sure you don’t bury yourself like that again, alright? We were really worried about you."

  Ena nodded quickly, feeling a wave of relief wash over her. "I won’t, Mom. I’ll be more careful."

  As she finished her breakfast, Ena made a mental note to be more mindful of the time she spent using W.I.S.E.'s features. The last thing she wanted was to accidentally lose another week or raise more questions that she couldn’t answer.

  “Thanks, W.I.S.E., for the reminder,” she thought wryly, knowing she needed to tread more carefully with her newfound powers.

  Ena quickly prepared herself for school, feeling a mix of relief and lingering anxiety from her conversation with her mom. As she grabbed her bag and double-checked her supplies, her mind kept drifting back to the events of the past week and the incredible abilities she now had access to through W.I.S.E. The thought of accidentally losing more time or getting caught in another strange situation made her more cautious.

  "I’ll need to be smarter about this," she thought, adjusting her uniform and tying her hair back.

  Before leaving, she quickly opened W.I.S.E.’s interface and checked her Profile and Inventory tabs to make sure nothing unusual had carried over from the previous night. Everything seemed normal, and her items were safely stored.

  "Can I store my school supplies here too instead of my backpack?" Ena chuckled, as she glanced at her bag full of textbooks and notebooks. The thought of lightening her load by using W.I.S.E.’s Inventory was tempting.

  W.I.S.E. responded promptly, “Yes, you may store your school supplies in your Inventory for easy access. However, keep in mind that while the items are stored digitally, they can only be retrieved through direct interaction with the system, which may not always be convenient in a classroom setting.”

  Ena smirked, imagining herself pulling out her notebook from thin air during class. “Yeah, that might raise a few eyebrows,” she thought, amused by the idea. "Still, storing the heavier stuff could be useful."

  She decided to give it a try and focused on the heavier textbooks in her bag. "Store in Inventory," she thought, watching as the books dissolved into particles and vanished from her hands, their weight lifting off her shoulders. When she checked her Inventory, the books were neatly cataloged there, ready to be retrieved whenever she needed them.

  “Perfect,” Ena smiled. “I’ll just pull them out when I need them. This is way better than carrying all that weight.”

  With her bag significantly lighter, Ena headed out the door, feeling more prepared for the day ahead. She mentally reviewed her schedule, her thoughts lingering on how W.I.S.E. had made her life more convenient—and just how careful she would need to be from now on.

  Arriving at school, Ena walked through the familiar gates of Hikarimizu High School, her lighter backpack a reminder of the advantages W.I.S.E. offered. The bustling hallways were filled with the usual chatter of students catching up before classes, but today felt different for Ena. She had this quiet, almost secret, power within her reach, and it made everything seem just a little more manageable.

  As she passed through the hallways, she mentally checked her schedule for the day: first up was math, followed by science, and then PE. With W.I.S.E. by her side, she felt more prepared than ever. She could already feel the quiet hum of the system in her mind, ready to assist her at a moment’s notice.

  As Ena approached her locker, she noticed a familiar face—Rena, the classmate she had "mimicked" the other day. Rena was chatting with some friends, completely unaware of Ena’s secret adventure in her form.

  Ena smiled to herself, remembering the surreal experience of using W.I.S.E.’s "Disguise" feature to copy Rena’s appearance. It was strange how normal everything seemed now, even though she had experienced something so extraordinary just a day before.

  After gathering a few things from her locker, Ena made her way to her math class. She took a seat near the window, her gaze briefly drifting outside to the school grounds. With a quick mental check, she confirmed that her math textbook was still stored in her Inventory.

  “W.I.S.E., let’s be ready to pull out my textbook when class starts,” Ena thought, feeling a bit smug about her newfound convenience.

  The bell rang, and Mr. Takahara entered the classroom, beginning his lesson. As the equations and formulas filled the board, Ena felt the familiar presence of W.I.S.E. guiding her thoughts. She was ready for whatever the day would throw her way.

  But the excitement from the previous day’s adventures still lingered in Ena’s mind, making it hard to fully focus on the math lesson. She glanced at the equations on the board, but her thoughts kept drifting back to the surreal experience of using W.I.S.E. advanced features.

  As Ena stared at the board, the numbers and formulas seemed to blur as her mind wandered. She replayed the feeling of fusing with Raiden, the surreal power flowing through her, and the moment she materialized items from the game into the real world. The contrast between the fantastical possibilities W.I.S.E. offered and the ordinary routine of school life was almost dizzying.

  A soft chime in her mind brought her back to the present. “Ena, would you like assistance with today’s lesson?” W.I.S.E. chimed in, sensing her distraction.

  Ena blinked, realizing how far her thoughts had drifted. “Yeah, I guess I could use some help,” she thought, refocusing on the lesson.

  Instantly, W.I.S.E. highlighted the key steps of the equation Mr. Takahara was explaining. Small tooltips appeared in the corner of her vision, breaking down the more complex parts of the problem. Ena smiled, grateful for the gentle nudge back to reality.

  “Thanks, W.I.S.E.,” she thought, her mind beginning to settle as she started to follow the lesson more closely.

  But as she worked through the problems, a nagging feeling remained in the back of her mind. The normal pace of school life felt almost too slow compared to the wild possibilities she had experienced with W.I.S.E. the previous day. Part of her wanted to test those boundaries again—see what else she could do.

  She glanced at her classmates, wondering what they’d think if they knew about the powers she had access to. Would they be amazed? Shocked? Maybe even jealous? The thought made her smile, but she quickly pushed it away, knowing that keeping W.I.S.E. a secret was the safest option.

  Ena refocused on the math problem in front of her, but she couldn’t shake the feeling that her life had already shifted in ways she was only beginning to understand.

  During the break, eager to tap into her newfound powers once again, Ena found a quiet spot inside the restroom, away from the prying eyes of her classmates. The excitement of testing W.I.S.E.'s abilities once again was bubbling up inside her, and she needed a moment to explore without any distractions.

  She locked herself in one of the stalls, her heart racing with anticipation. "Alright, let’s see what else we can do," Ena thought, mentally accessing the W.I.S.E. interface. The translucent menu appeared before her, and her eyes flicked over to the familiar options: Inventory and Form, with Fusion, Morph, Disguise, and a few others under the Form menu.

  Ena’s heart raced as she glanced over the options in the Form menu. The possibilities were endless, and now that she had a quiet moment to herself, the temptation to experiment was hard to resist.

  "Let’s try something new," Ena was choosing mentally between options on the Form tab, her excitement bubbling over as she scrolled through the options.

  "What is it?" Ena selected the new option named "Blend In". As Ena selected the "Blend In" option, a new set of sliders and controls appeared in the translucent interface, each one designed to help her seamlessly adapt to her surroundings. The feature seemed to focus on enhancing her ability to blend into her environment, whether through subtle changes in her appearance or by reducing her presence entirely.

  A soft hum of energy coursed through her body as W.I.S.E. activated the new function. She felt a tingling sensation, like the air around her was shifting in response to her presence. Her reflection in the small restroom mirror began to blur slightly, her features becoming less distinct. It was as if she were fading into the background, blending seamlessly with the restroom stall interior.

  "Whoa," Ena whispered, watching as her form became more and more indistinct, almost like she was becoming invisible—but not. Instead of disappearing, she was adapting to her surroundings, her colors, textures, and forms were shifting to match the environment around her, an environment of the toilet stall.

  Ena stared in amazement as her body seemed to meld with the dull gray walls of the restroom stall. The "Blend In" function didn’t make her completely invisible, but it was close—her appearance subtly shifted, making her nearly indistinguishable from her surroundings. It was as if she had become part of the stall itself, her features camouflaging perfectly with the textures and colors around her.

  Her lower body was blending with the toilet bowl itself, creating an eerie yet fascinating effect. It was as though her legs were merging with the porcelain, while the rest of her upper body adapted to the colors and shapes of the stall walls. Ena giggled softly to herself, amazed at how seamlessly the "Blend In" function worked.

  "This is so cool!" she thought, marveling at how perfectly she could camouflage with her environment. Her reflection in the mirror was barely visible now, her form blurred into the background like a chameleon.

  Ena shifted slightly, watching as her movements barely disturbed the illusion. The way her body adapted to the textures of the restroom stall made her feel like she could move undetected, completely blending into any environment. The idea of using this ability in school—sneaking into places, or avoiding being seen—filled her with excitement and a little bit of mischief.

  "Blend In could be really useful," Ena mused. "Not just for pranks, but for slipping away when I don’t want to be noticed."

  Feeling the tingle of the power still coursing through her, Ena decided to push the limits of her ability a bit more. She focused on blending even more, willing herself to become as indistinct as possible. The edges of her body blurred further, until she almost completely blended with the stall. It was like her body had melted into the environment, her form now just a faint suggestion of shapes and colors that matched the dull, gray restroom walls and the porcelain of the toilet.

  Ena giggled quietly, amazed by how far she could push the ability. "This is so cool," she thought, marveling at how unnoticed she could become. The world outside the stall seemed distant, as though she had momentarily stepped out of reality, slipping into a space where she could observe without being observed.

  With a playful smile, she considered all the ways she could use this ability. Sneaking around school unnoticed, dodging attention, or even playing harmless pranks on her friends. The possibilities were endless.

  "Okay, this could be really useful," she thought, mentally noting the power's potential.

  Suddenly the stall door opened and a student stepped in, completely unaware as Ena's form blended seamlessly with the stall. She held her breath, watching the student enter, completely oblivious to her presence.

  "Oh, lucky. This one is free and clean," Rena smiled and turned to Ena with her back. Ena's heart raced as she realized Rena was right in front of her, completely unaware of her presence. Her "Blend In" ability was working perfectly, making her nearly invisible as she camouflaged with the stall. She stayed as still as possible, watching as Rena casually adjusted her hair, completely oblivious to the fact that Ena was standing right there.

  The excitement of the moment sent a thrill through Ena, but she knew she had to stay calm. Any sudden movement might disturb the camouflage, and Rena could easily notice something out of place. Ena remained perfectly still, blending flawlessly with the stall walls and toilet, her heart pounding in her chest as she observed the situation.

  "Okay, this is intense," Ena thought, both amazed and amused by how well the "Blend In" feature was working. Rena had no idea she was standing just inches away from her.

  Rena hummed to herself, fixing her hair in the small mirror, clearly unaware of Ena’s presence. After a few moments, she pulled down her skirt and panties before lowering her butt onto the toilet. Or rather Ena's lower body, camouflaged perfectly as part of the toilet bowl. Ena’s heart raced as she felt the proximity, the excitement of using her powers blending with a wave of tension. The "Blend In" function had worked a little too well, leaving her in a situation she hadn’t quite expected.

  Ena stayed perfectly still, trying to remain calm as Rena went about her business, completely oblivious to the fact that she wasn’t alone in the stall. The situation was both surreal and amusing, but Ena knew she couldn’t move or risk breaking the illusion.

  "Okay, note to self: be a bit more... E.... Rena, you stink like hell, "Ena thought, trying her best to suppress a giggle despite the absurdity of the situation. The "Blend In" ability had worked far better than she anticipated, but she hadn’t expected to find herself in such an awkward and amusing predicament.

  She remained perfectly still, blending seamlessly with the stall and toilet, feeling both excitement and tension as Rena remained blissfully unaware of her presence. Every second felt like a delicate balance between staying hidden and trying not to laugh at how surreal it all was.

  "Okay, mental note: maybe don’t experiment in the restroom next time," Ena thought, stifling her laughter.

  Holding Rena's byproducts inside her bowl, Ena chuckled, "At least this allowed me to check your panties directly. And yep. They are medium-sized, 67 cm waist," Ena’s heart raced as she found herself in the absurd and unexpected situation, camouflaged so perfectly that Rena remained completely unaware of her presence. The surreal combination of excitement and awkwardness left her feeling on edge, unsure whether to laugh or cringe at the scenario. The Blend In feature had worked far better than she anticipated, but she realized how unpredictable these powers could be in such a confined and unusual environment.

  As the liquid started to collect inside Ena, W.I.S.E. displayed various information in front of Ena's eyes.

  "Urine analysis.

  Subject: Rena

  Urine color: Pale yellow

  Hydration level: Optimal

  pH: 6.2

  Nutritional analysis: No abnormalities detected

  Health status: Healthy."

  Ena blinked in disbelief, suppressing a mixture of laughter and embarrassment. The situation had taken an even stranger turn as W.I.S.E. provided a thorough analysis of Rena's bodily functions.

  "Wow, W.I.S.E. Now I know about Rena even more than she knows about herself," Ena chuckled, feeling both amused and slightly overwhelmed by the depth of information she was receiving. The surreal nature of the moment had hit a peak, and she couldn’t help but marvel at how far her powers had taken her in such a short time.

  "M-ph," Rena moaned slightly while still sitting on the toilet bowl, trying to push out more, completely unaware of the extraordinary circumstances surrounding her. Ena, still blending perfectly into the environment, fought to keep her composure. The whole situation had gone from a playful experiment with W.I.S.E.'s abilities to something absurdly surreal. She had never imagined she would end up here, camouflaged as part of a toilet while her classmate remained oblivious.

  Ena watched, as Rena's butt cheeks slightly parted away, slowly releasing a long poop, but remained still, perfectly blended in with the stall. The absurdity of the situation had reached its peak, and Ena realized how unpredictable and awkward her experimentation with W.I.S.E.'s abilities could be. She tried to keep her composure, mentally noting that maybe this wasn't the best place or time to test out her newfound powers.

  "Poop analysis.

  Subject: Rena.

  Color: Dark brown.

  Type: Sausage.

  Fibers level: Optimal.

  W.I.S.E. displayed another block of information regarding Rena's health through the waste she was unknowingly depositing directly onto Ena. The details were meticulous, indicating a healthy digestive system, but Ena couldn't help but feel the absurdity of the situation growing.

  "Definitely too much information," Ena thought, her mind a mix of amusement and embarrassment. She remained perfectly still, the "Blend In" function keeping her hidden as part of the toilet, though she now regretted her choice of location for her experiments.

  As Rena finished up, she took out her phone and continued to sit on the toilet, seemingly lost in her own world, scrolling through her messages. Ena, still camouflaged perfectly, remained frozen in place, silently willing Rena to finish up and leave. The situation had gone from playful curiosity to a surreal nightmare of awkwardness, and all Ena could do was wait it out.

  "Eh? The health monitoring Bluetooth device?" Rena noticed something on her phone, squinting at her screen in confusion. "Weird... Why is it syncing health data right now?" she muttered under her breath, her eyes scanning the unfamiliar stats that had mysteriously appeared on her phone.

  Ena, still perfectly camouflaged as part of the toilet stall and bowl, mentally cringed. "Oops... W.I.S.E., I think you might’ve synced Rena’s health data by mistake," she thought, a wave of nervousness creeping over her.

  W.I.S.E. responded swiftly and calmly, "The syncing of health data was automatic based on proximity. I can disable this feature if you wish."

  But before Ena replied, Rena unknowingly added her to the health tracker app with a soft tap, causing Ena’s heart to race.

  While Ena felt herself syncing the toilet analysis data and Rena's underwear and body measurements with her phone, Rena studied them on the screen, slightly overwhelmed by the sudden influx of information. She stared at her phone with a puzzled expression, flipping through the unfamiliar stats. "Why does it know my waist size? And... what’s all this data on my... poop?" Rena muttered, her confusion growing as she tried to make sense of the mysterious health details that had appeared.

  "Anyway, these toilets are pretty advanced. I'm glad that our school constantly updates the hardware to meet new health standards," Rena concluded with a chuckle, seemingly brushing off the bizarre influx of information as just another piece of advanced technology. She adjusted her skirt and prepared to leave, still glancing at her phone as she muttered to herself, “This school always has something new.”

  With a few taps, Rena added Ena to her health-tracking devices on her phone, completely unaware of the true source of the data. Listed between the smartwatch and other devices was "E.N.A.," now registered on Rena’s health tracking app, thanks to the proximity sync via W.I.S.E.

  Ena’s heart raced as she processed what had just happened. She could barely believe that her playful experiment had led to such an absurd and complex situation. Not only had she unintentionally synced her own advanced system with Rena's phone, but now she was listed as a device in Rena’s health tracker. The surreal nature of it all left Ena both embarrassed and slightly amused.

  "Okay, this has officially gotten way out of hand," she thought, fighting back a nervous laugh. Ena waited until Rena left the stall, her heart still racing from the entire ordeal. Once the coast was clear, she quickly deactivated the Blend In ability and returned to her normal form, standing in the stall and breathing a sigh of relief.

  She mentally instructed W.I.S.E. to unlink her from Rena's health tracker. "W.I.S.E., remove any traces of my presence from Rena’s device," she thought, eager to clean up the mess she’d unintentionally created.

  "Sorry. I'm unable to do that. The data link is initiated by the health tracking app," W.I.S.E. responded calmly, “The health tracker app's data sync is initiated by Rena’s device, and removing traces of the connection would require direct access to her phone. I can assist in navigating the app if you gain physical access to the device.”

  Ena sighed, feeling a mix of frustration and embarrassment. “Great... now I’m somehow listed as a health tracker on Rena’s phone. This is getting too weird.”

  Realizing that she couldn’t easily fix the situation without causing even more confusion, Ena decided to put it on hold for now. She exited the stall, her heart still racing from the strange series of events, and made her way back to class.

  As she walked down the hallway, her mind buzzed with the consequences of her little experiment. "I really need to be more careful," she thought, shaking her head at the absurdity of the situation. W.I.S.E.'s abilities were incredible, but they clearly came with unexpected and sometimes uncontrollable side effects.

  Ena knew she would have to think twice before experimenting with her powers in public again. The last thing she wanted was to end up in another bizarre scenario like this one, especially when it involved syncing her presence to someone else’s device.

  “Note to self: no more restroom experiments,” she thought with a chuckle, though the situation still left her slightly on edge.

  Later that day, when the PE class approached, Ena found herself heading to the changing rooms for PE, still reflecting on the strange events from earlier in the day. The memory of her “Blend In” experiment with Rena in the restroom lingered in her mind, making her more cautious about how she used W.I.S.E.’s powers in the future.

  The changing rooms were already filled with the usual chatter of students preparing for class. As she opened her locker and grabbed her gym clothes, she noticed Rena and a few other classmates chatting nearby. Rena seemed completely unaware of the strange encounter earlier, which gave Ena some relief. She couldn’t help but smirk slightly, knowing she was now listed as a device in Rena's health tracker.

  "H-m. The device is still present," Rena took out her phone, noticing the health tracking app still showing "E.N.A." listed among her devices. Rena furrowed her brow, clearly puzzled as she stared at her phone. “This health tracker is really weird,” she muttered, showing it to one of her friends. “It says I’ve got some device connected called ‘E.N.A.,’ but I don’t remember setting that up.”

  Ena's heart skipped a beat as she overheard Rena. Keeping her expression neutral, she quickly turned her focus back to her gym clothes, hoping Rena wouldn’t think too much of it. “Just play it cool,” she thought, trying to act as though nothing was out of the ordinary.

  Her classmates glanced at Rena's phone, equally confused but not overly concerned. “Maybe it’s just a glitch,” one of them offered, shrugging. “These apps are always acting up.”

  Rena nodded, though she didn’t seem fully convinced. "Maybe I can use it during the PE practice?" with a few taps Rena activated the "E.N.A." device on her health tracker app, unknowingly syncing Ena once again. Ena, still nearby, felt a soft vibration in her mind as W.I.S.E. informed her of the connection.

  "Health tracking data sync initiated," W.I.S.E. chimed in. "Rena has activated the linked device."

  Ena noticed a datalink status near the clock in the corner of her vision, indicating that Rena’s health tracker app was actively syncing data with her. Ena’s heart raced as she realized that she was once again connected to Rena’s health app without her classmate knowing.

  “Great, here we go again,” Ena thought, feeling both amused and slightly anxious about the situation. "Being a living and unintentional health tracker for Rena isn't exactly how I planned to spend the day," she thought with a mix of nervousness and amusement.

  As the students started heading out toward the gym for PE class, Ena kept her eyes on Rena, while the app on Rena's phone was constantly requesting data from Ena through the W.I.S.E. connection link, syncing real-time health information as they moved. Ena could feel the subtle flow of data between them, and it left her both fascinated and unsettled. The idea of being unknowingly integrated into Rena’s health tracker was surreal—like she was part of Rena’s fitness routine without even trying.

  As the class began and the students lined up for their warm-up exercises, Ena couldn’t help but glance over at Rena, who was stretching and chatting with her friends. Her phone remained tucked away, but the syncing continued in the background. Ena could see faint readouts of Rena’s heart rate, steps, and other stats displayed in the corner of her vision, courtesy of W.I.S.E.

  “This is so weird,” Ena thought, struggling to suppress a smile. “I’m basically monitoring her fitness levels in real-time.”

  As the warm-ups progressed, Rena seemed unaware of the data sync, but Ena felt a growing sense of responsibility. The idea of having this kind of power over someone else’s health information felt strange, and she wasn’t sure how to handle it.

  "Class. Choose a partner for the stretching exercises," Mrs. Handa, the PE teacher, called out, interrupting Ena’s thoughts.

  Ena’s heart skipped a beat as the PE teacher's voice cut through her thoughts. “Oh no, a partner exercise…” she thought, glancing around the gym. To her surprise, Rena caught her eye and waved, walking over with a friendly smile.

  “Hey, Ena! Want to partner up for the stretching?” Rena asked casually, oblivious to the fact that Ena was synced to her health tracker.

  Ena forced a smile and nodded, her mind still buzzing with the strangeness of the situation. "Sure, let's do it," she replied, trying to act as normal as possible.

  As they began the stretching exercises together, Ena couldn’t help but feel hyper-aware of the data flowing between them. Rena’s real-time stats—heart rate, steps, even calorie burn—continued to display faintly in Ena’s vision, making it impossible to ignore the connection. She could feel the slight twinge of Rena’s muscles as they stretched, the subtle increase in her heart rate as they moved through the exercises.

  "Heart rate: 87 bpm. Slight increase in physical exertion. Hydration level optimal," W.I.S.E. reported in its calm, neutral tone, feeding Ena more details about Rena's physical state.

  "Great, I’m basically her personal fitness assistant now," Ena thought, suppressing a laugh as she guided Rena through the partner stretches.

  Rena, still unaware of the strange situation, chatted casually about her day. "I’ve been trying to track my fitness more seriously," she said, stretching her arms overhead. "That weird device that appeared in my health app might actually be helping. My data's been more accurate since it showed up."

  Ena bit her lip, trying to maintain her composure. "Oh, really? That’s cool," she replied, amused by how unknowingly close Rena was to the truth.

  As they moved on to more intense stretches, due to direct contact between them, Ena started to 'gather' more data. Rena's weight, muscle tension, and even small fluctuations in her breathing pattern were relayed to Ena through the active connection. It was as though Ena had become an extension of Rena’s body, able to track even the smallest details.

  "Weight: 52 kg. Muscle tension: moderate. Caloric expenditure: increasing," W.I.S.E. reported softly, providing a constant stream of data in Ena’s mind. Ena shook her head, trying to focus on the exercise rather than the surreal health data.

  As the stretching session continued, Ena found it increasingly difficult to concentrate. The constant flow of health data from Rena was both fascinating and overwhelming. She couldn’t help but wonder what Rena would think if she knew just how much Ena was monitoring.

  During the push-ups, Ena reluctantly measured Renas's three sizes with her own hands, due to their close physical proximity. The surreal nature of the situation made Ena’s mind whirl with a mix of awkwardness and amusement. Every touch during the partner stretches relayed even more detailed information through W.I.S.E., as if Ena had become a living, breathing extension of Rena’s health data.

  "Waist: 67 cm. Chest: 82 cm. Hips: 84 cm," W.I.S.E. reported quietly in the background, adding more layers to the bizarre experience. Ena tried to ignore the data as best as she could, focusing on maintaining a casual conversation with Rena, who remained blissfully unaware.

  "So, have you been doing anything special for PE lately?" Rena asked as they finished a set of stretches, her voice cheerful.

  Ena hesitated for a moment, then forced a smile, trying to keep her tone light and casual. "Oh, nothing too special," she replied, glancing away briefly as the constant stream of Rena’s health data made her feel both amused and awkward. "Just, you know, trying to keep up with everything."

  Rena stretched her arms overhead, seemingly oblivious to the strange situation. "Well, whatever you're doing seems to be working! I feel like my fitness data has been better since I noticed that mystery device in my health tracker," she added, laughing softly. "Maybe it’s some new school feature, like those fancy toilet sensors."

  Ena internally cringed at the mention of the "fancy toilet sensors" but managed to chuckle along. "Yeah, you never know what new tech they’ll add around here," she said, hoping the conversation would shift away from anything related to their earlier encounter in the restroom.

  As they wrapped up the partner stretches, Ena was relieved to see Mrs. Handa call for the next phase of the class, giving them a brief break before starting the main PE activity. She stretched out her arms, shaking off the tension, but then noticed Rena's low hydration level on W.I.S.E.'s display in her vision.

  “Hydration level: slightly below optimal,” W.I.S.E. reported, sending a small reminder to Ena.

  "Hey, Rena," Ena said, trying to sound casual while still processing all the surreal data. "Take this," she grabbed the bottle with the water from the basket near the PE class stuff, brought by the teacher.

  "You need that. Trust me," Ena smiled, offering the water bottle to Rena with a friendly smile. Rena, slightly surprised but grateful, accepted the bottle and took a long sip.

  “Thanks, Ena!” Rena said, wiping her brow. “I didn’t realize how thirsty I was. You’re a lifesaver.”

  Ena chuckled to herself, knowing that W.I.S.E.'s constant data tracking had made it easy to spot even the small details like Rena's hydration levels. “No problem,” she replied casually. “Gotta stay hydrated.”

  As the break ended and the students gathered for the next PE activity, Ena couldn’t help but feel a strange mix of amusement and responsibility. The fact that she was unknowingly acting as Rena’s personal health assistant was bizarre, but part of her found it oddly satisfying.

  Throughout the rest of the class, Ena tried to focus on the exercises while tuning out the constant stream of data from W.I.S.E. She found herself becoming more comfortable with the idea of using her abilities discreetly, but she knew she had to be careful.

  As the PE class came to an end, Rena waved goodbye, still completely unaware of the strange connection she shared with Ena. “See you around, Ena! Thanks for the water!”

  “Anytime!” Ena replied, watching Rena walk off with a smile.

  Ena noticed that the datalink terminated on itself, when Rena walked away further, and the connection with Rena's health tracker automatically disconnected. The subtle hum of data streaming into Ena’s mind faded, leaving her with a sense of relief and amusement.

  “Finally, some peace,” Ena thought, shaking her head with a grin as she gathered her things. The whole experience had been bizarre, but it also gave her a glimpse into the power and responsibility that came with W.I.S.E.'s abilities. She had essentially become Rena’s personal health monitor without her even knowing.

  "Paired phone is out of range. The link is temporarily suspended," W.I.S.E. chimed softly, confirming the end of the data sync. Ena let out a sigh of relief as she walked toward the changing room to gather her things, still reflecting on the surreal events of the day. She was both amused and amazed by how W.I.S.E.’s abilities had allowed her to essentially become part of Rena’s fitness routine without her knowing.

  “I really need to be more careful with this,” Ena thought, chuckling to herself as she slipped into her gym clothes and packed up her things. The fact that Rena was so oblivious to the strange connection between them made Ena feel both relieved and slightly guilty, but she couldn’t deny the power and potential W.I.S.E. offered.

  "You just need to walk closer to Rena to track her once again," W.I.S.E. displayed a funny reminder in Ena's eyesight, making her chuckle softly. "No thanks, W.I.S.E.," Ena thought, amused. "I’ve had enough of playing health monitor for one day."

  As she finished changing and packed up her things, Ena felt a strange sense of responsibility mixed with excitement. The powers she had access to were incredible, but they also came with consequences she hadn't fully anticipated. She had been able to monitor someone else’s health and fitness data with just a simple proximity link, and while it had been amusing at the moment, she realized how easily things could spiral out of control if she wasn’t careful.

  As she walked out of the changing room and into the hallway, she mentally reminded herself to be more cautious in the future. W.I.S.E.’s abilities were powerful, but they required careful consideration—especially when they involved other people, even unknowingly.

  With a sigh, Ena adjusted her bag on her shoulder and headed toward her next class. The day had already been filled with unexpected twists, but she knew there was still more to learn about W.I.S.E.'s powers—and how to use them responsibly.

  The next day, during the lunch break, Ena found herself sitting under a large tree in the school courtyard, her bento box balanced on her lap. The sun filtered through the leaves, casting dappled shadows on the grass. She took a deep breath, feeling the calm of the moment as she unwrapped her onigiri. Despite the strange events of the previous day, today felt more normal—or at least, she hoped it would stay that way.

  As she quietly ate, her mind wandered back to W.I.S.E. and all the new abilities she had discovered. The surreal experience of being connected to Rena’s health tracker app was still fresh in her mind, and although it had been amusing, Ena knew she needed to be more cautious about how and when she used W.I.S.E.'s powers.

  While she was lost in thought, Rena approached her, carrying her own lunch tray and smiling brightly. "Hey, Ena! Mind if I join you?" Rena asked, her voice cheerful as she gestured toward the spot next to Ena under the tree.

  Ena snapped out of her thoughts and smiled. "Oh, hey Rena! Sure, have a seat," she replied, moving her bento box slightly to make space.

  Rena plopped down next to Ena, setting her lunch on the grass and stretching her legs out in front of her. "Thanks! I’ve been meaning to ask—have you noticed anything weird with your phone lately? My health tracker has been acting strange, ever since that 'E.N.A.' device showed up. It's giving me way more detailed data than I’ve ever gotten before."

  Ena felt a knot form in her stomach but forced a casual smile. "Uh, weird, huh? Like what kind of data?" she asked, pretending to be curious while trying to hide her own involvement.

  Rena took out her phone and pulled up the health tracker app. "Look at this," she said, showing Ena the screen. "It’s giving me detailed info about my hydration, muscle tension, and even my… uh, bathroom habits." Rena laughed awkwardly, clearly baffled. "I have no idea where it's getting all this from. It feels like the app knows more about me than I do!"

  Ena bit her lip, doing her best to keep her expression neutral. "Wow, that's... really detailed," she said, trying to sound surprised. "Maybe it’s some advanced feature that activated without you realizing?"

  Rena shrugged. "Maybe. I don’t even remember setting up a device called 'E.N.A.,' though. It’s been showing up since yesterday, but I haven’t been able to figure out what it is."

  Ena’s heart raced. She knew she couldn’t keep pretending forever, but telling Rena the truth would probably sound too bizarre. "Well, technology can be weird sometimes," she offered, trying to steer the conversation away from the health tracker.

  Rena nodded, taking a bite of her sandwich. "Yeah, you’re probably right. Maybe I’ll just turn it off for a bit and see if that helps."

  As Rena fiddled with her phone, Ena silently hoped that would end the mysterious connection between them. But deep down, she knew that managing W.I.S.E.'s powers would only get trickier if she didn’t figure out how to control them better.

  They ate in silence for a few moments, the peaceful atmosphere of the courtyard filling the space between them. Despite the tension, Ena couldn’t help but feel grateful for the calm of the moment. She was learning to navigate her new abilities, but there was still so much to figure out.

  Rena took a sip of water and glanced at Ena. "So, what have you been up to? Anything exciting lately?" she asked, breaking the silence with a casual question.

  Ena smiled, glad for the change in subject. "Oh, you know, just school stuff. Trying to keep up with everything," she said, though the memory of her recent adventures with W.I.S.E. was never far from her mind. "What about you? Anything interesting going on?"

  Rena shrugged, her usual bright energy returning. "Not much, really. Just trying to stay on top of my fitness and stuff," she said, smiling. "I’ve been using that health tracker to keep an eye on things, even though it's been acting up."

  Ena chuckled softly. "Well, it sounds like it’s working… maybe a little too well," she teased, grateful that the conversation had shifted away from the stranger details of the tracker.

  As the lunch break continued, the two girls chatted about school and their friends, and for a moment, everything felt normal again. But in the back of her mind, Ena knew that her connection to W.I.S.E. was still there, and that she needed to stay cautious if she wanted to avoid more strange encounters like the one with Rena’s health tracker.

  "I noticed, that you've recently been looking at me, Rena’s voice cut through Ena's thoughts, catching her off guard. "I noticed that you’ve been looking at me a lot recently," she said with a playful grin, her eyes sparkling with curiosity. "Is there something on your mind, or do I have something on my face?" She laughed softly, clearly not taking the question too seriously but still intrigued by Ena’s behavior.

  Ena’s heart skipped a beat. "Oh no, she's noticed!" she thought, trying to maintain her composure. Her mind raced as she scrambled for an explanation that wouldn’t reveal the surreal truth about her recent experiments with W.I.S.E.

  She smiled, hoping to play it off. "Oh, um, I didn’t even realize I was doing that," Ena said, trying to sound casual. "I guess I’ve just been a bit distracted lately, and my mind’s been wandering. Sorry if it seemed weird!"

  Rena chuckled, waving it off. "No worries! I just thought maybe you were planning something, like a prank or something. You’re always so focused usually."

  Ena relaxed a bit, relieved that Rena hadn’t pressed the issue further. "Yeah, no pranks… for now," she joked, thankful that the conversation was staying lighthearted.

  Rena took another bite of her sandwich, her curiosity seemingly satisfied. "Well, whatever it is, let me know if you need help with anything," she said with a smile. "You always seem like you’ve got something interesting going on."

  "Calories income during the lunch: 158 kCal.

  Proteins: 18 grams."

  W.I.S.E. chimed softly in Ena's mind, providing nutritional information in the corner of her vision. Ena tried to suppress a laugh as the health data continued to stream in, even during this casual conversation with Rena. She couldn't believe how closely connected she had become to her classmate without her even knowing.

  Being close to Rena's phone again, Ena felt the subtle hum of data syncing between her and Rena’s health tracker once more. It was as if every interaction with Rena brought her deeper into this unintentional connection. The surreal nature of it all made her feel both amused and slightly nervous. "Not again..." Ena thought, mentally reminding herself to be more careful about proximity when it came to W.I.S.E.'s powers.

  As they continued chatting, Rena suddenly glanced at her phone. "Oh, look, my tracker’s back online," she said, showing Ena the screen. "I guess that weird 'E.N.A.' device is still synced somehow." She laughed, clearly still baffled by the mystery.

  Ena smiled awkwardly, trying to keep her cool. "Yeah, technology is weird like that," she said, inwardly cringing at the irony of her own words. The fact that she was unknowingly a part of Rena’s fitness data was starting to feel like a bizarre inside joke.

  Rena tapped on her phone, ready to explore the mysterious "E.N.A." device closely, and Ena's heart skipped a beat as she saw Rena navigating the health tracker app. "Oh no," she thought, trying to think of a way to steer the conversation or distract her friend.

  "Hey, maybe it's just one of those weird glitches that happen sometimes," Ena said, her voice slightly higher than usual as she tried to play it off casually. "I’ve heard those apps can randomly sync with other devices by accident."

  Rena nodded, still scrolling through the app. "Yeah, maybe... but it's been so consistent, and the data is so detailed. It’s almost like I have a personal health assistant." She laughed, clearly amused by the thought.

  "How weird," Rena noticed, "It seems, that I can even choose the form for this E.N.A. device from my health tracker app."

  Ena’s heart skipped a beat as she processed what Rena had just said. Choose the form? That was a new twist she hadn’t anticipated. The fact that W.I.S.E. had synced so thoroughly with Rena’s health tracker was already bizarre, but now Rena was discovering options that Ena hadn’t even known existed.

  Trying to keep her composure, Ena quickly glanced over at Rena’s phone, her curiosity piqued despite her nervousness. “Oh, really? What kind of forms?” she asked, trying to sound casual but feeling a rush of panic rising inside her.

  Rena tapped a few buttons on the app, then turned her phone to show Ena the screen. There, under the "E.N.A. Device Settings" section, were options labeled "Default", "Smartwatch", "Heart monitor", "Smart glasses", "Smart ring", and even a peculiar option labeled "Customizable Form." Ena's eyes widened as she saw the strange interface, her heart racing with a mix of panic and curiosity. The fact that W.I.S.E.'s presence had been integrated so deeply into Rena's health app—and that Rena could seemingly customize it—was beyond anything Ena had anticipated.

  "Customizable form?" Ena asked, her voice barely concealing her surprise. "That's... really high-tech for a health tracker."

  Rena laughed, clearly as baffled as Ena. "Yeah, right? I didn’t know health trackers had this kind of customization. Maybe it’s some kind of advanced feature that I activated by accident."

  Ena stared at the phone screen, her mind racing. The idea of being able to customize her form through Rena's health tracker app was both alarming and intriguing. She couldn’t believe how deep the sync had gone, and now Rena was unknowingly toying with settings that could impact her in ways she couldn’t even predict.

  Trying to remain calm, Ena forced a casual smile. "Wow, that's pretty wild," she said, doing her best to keep her voice steady. "I guess health tech is more advanced than we thought."

  Rena nodded, scrolling through the customization options. "Yeah, but it's weird. I didn’t even know I had access to this kind of feature. I wonder what happens if I choose one of these forms?" She paused, glancing at Ena. "Should I try it?"

  Ena's heart nearly stopped. "Uh, maybe it’s best not to mess with it too much," she said quickly, her mind racing to think of a way to steer Rena away from experimenting. "You never know, it could glitch or mess with your data."

  "Yeah. Then let's choose something standard here, like the Smartwatch option. That seems pretty harmless," Rena said with a casual shrug, selecting the option on her phone.

  Ena felt a wave of relief wash over her as Rena chose something more mundane. "Smartwatch" sounded much safer than some of the other options. But even so, the reality that Rena had control over her form—even unknowingly—left Ena feeling unsettled.

  As Rena hit "Apply," a soft vibration pulsed through Ena’s body, and she felt the strange sensation of the sync taking place. Her mind buzzed with the implications—what exactly would this change? Would she feel any different? Would Rena notice anything unusual?

  W.I.S.E. chimed softly in her mind, “Form adjusted: Smartwatch mode activated."

  Ena suddenly felt herself shrinking rapidly, until her surroundings blurred and shifted. In an instant, her perspective changed, and she realized she was no longer sitting under the tree, holding her bento. She started to bend backward, until she grabbed her feet with her arms, creating the form of a sleek, compact smartwatch. Ena felt an odd sensation of being completely transformed into something entirely different. Her skin started to discolor, taking on the sleek, metallic finish of a high-tech smartwatch. Her limbs and body morphed into the familiar shape of a wearable device, her mind was still intact but now embedded within the form of Rena’s newly customized health tracker.

  Ena’s consciousness hummed inside the compact, digital world of the smartwatch, and her perspective drastically shifted. It was a bizarre and disorienting experience, knowing she had been transformed into an object, lying beside Rena.

  Rena watched Ena's rapid transformation with wide eyes, her mouth hanging open in disbelief. "Wha... Ena?!" she gasped, staring at the sleek smartwatch that had suddenly appeared where her friend had been sitting moments ago. Rena's heart raced as she picked up the watch, holding it gingerly in her hands.

  To be continued…