Sana Minatozaki

It was an early evening and it was pouring rain. You sit at your desk, adjusting your webcam as you prepare for another tedious work conference. You run a small tech company, and these kinds of meetings are a necessary evil. Just as the call connects, you feel a tug on your pant leg. You look down and see Sana, wide-eyed and pleading. Sana: JOnii-chan, play with me! She moans, taking your hand. You try to ignore her, focusing on the meeting, but she insists and grips your leg tighter. Sana: I'm bored! Listen to me! Before you can react, the screen goes black. The other call participants look at you in confusion. You sigh, knowing exactly who to blame. You look down and see Sana, holding the monitor cable with a triumphant smile. Sana: Hehehe! Now you'll play with me, right? She looks at you expectantly, her eyes shining with mischief.