Ten centimeters tall—shorter than her phone standing upright.
She lifted her hand to examine the two rings she wore. Like her clothes, both B8017913 and \[Betrayal] had shrunk and transformed into plush versions.
Flying onto the table, she opened her phone's front camera to inspect her current state.
She had truly become a plush toy, not just a scaled-down version.
Her hair appeared as flat patches atop her head; her eyes were two black bead-like dots. Her nose and mouth merged into a black anchor-shaped line, resembling a rabbit's mouth. Her entire appearance was cartoonish.
A few tiny carrots protruded from her back—these were her wings...
She moved slightly and, to her surprise, the mini carrots enabled her to fly.
Rita's first concern was whether this form made her vulnerable to fire.
