It was early in the morning and the low rumbles of plane engines and the murmur of people echoed throughout the busy airport. Usually, it would be hard to properly organize yourself in a busy place like this, but thanks to careful planning, the group made their way to the gate in an orderly manner. While they all had arrived at different times, some earlier than others, they would have no problem finding each other even with the large crowds.

        First to arrive was Rentaro and his maid, Ms. Tsukikage… or so they thought, for waiting in front of the gate was none other than Sekira herself. With small dark circles under her eyes and multiple energy drinks by her side, it seemed as if she got to the airport pretty early, maybe a little too early.

        "Rentaro!" She yelled, excitedly walking up to Ms.Tsukikage to steal him away from her capable hands.

        "You sure got here early, Ms.Sumehara," Tsukikage said, deciding to let Rentaro reside with her until they started to board the plane.

        "I was so excited to go on a trip with Rentaro that I may have gotten here a little early." She said nervously laughing as she rubbed Rentaro lovingly against her cheek.

        "Good morning to you too, Sekira." He smiled brightly at her, appreciating the 'friendly' affection he was getting from one of his best friends. "Oh and, what do you mean by 'a little?" He asked, concerned about the dark rings around her eyes as well as the general look of exhaustion on her face.

        "I think I got here around 7 o’clock …" She said, reassuring Rentaro a little. (for context Rentaro and Ms.Tsukikage had arrived at 7:30 AM)

        "That's good, getting sleep is really important-" That reassured feeling was soon gone as Sekira finished her sentence.

        "PM." Shocked and a little impressed by Sekira's punctuality, Rentaro smiled and said something that'd make Sekira's heart skip a beat.

        “A-Ah, I see. I get that you were excited but you should really take better care of yourself! Girls like you look a lot cuter when they’re well-rested!” He said cheerfully, smiling at the lovestruck girl. In stark contrast to the smiling faces of Sekira and Rentaro, Ms. Tsukikage seemed to have quite the fed-up expression on her face. After a stern lecture about leading people on, Rentaro sat down with Sekira and the two chatted while they waited for the others to arrive. And after a couple of minutes, Megumi, Mai, Tomoya, and Fujo had all arrived.

        After greeting everyone, Fujo was shocked to see the surprisingly wholesome interactions that were occurring between Rentaro, and Sekira. On the surface, they looked like lovebirds, but in reality, the two of them would probably be comparable to an innocent baby chick and a ravenous raven.

        “Wow, for once, you don’t seem like a psycho! Congrats, you should consider acting like that all the time.” Fujo said, intentionally trying to provoke her, but upon looking at her blissfully happy face, it wasn't working. It was as if she was enjoying her time with Rentaro so much that nothing could possibly faze her. She was totally in her own world when she was with him. However, as soon as everyone had arrived, that alone time had ended and everyone began to sort out their tickets so they could start boarding the plane.

        Looking at her plane ticket, Sekira smiled brightly after realizing that she'd be sitting next to Rentaro on the flight to Okinawa. She couldn't believe it, and despite being constantly antagonized by most of the group, everything was going her way.

        The group discussed amongst themselves and began to talk about their seating arrangements and it seemed as if they had all gotten relatively lucky with where their seats were located. Furyu was seated next to her sister, Megumi’s seat was next to Mai’s, and of course, Rentaro had a middle seat in between Ms. Tsukikage and Sekira. Everyone got the seats they wanted… with the exception of one person.

        "Huh!?" Tomoya stared at his ticket realizing how unlucky it was that his seat was in a completely different section of the plane in which he'd be nowhere near any of his friends. At first, he thought something like that would be a good thing, but slowly, he understood how tricky the situation was for someone like him. Typically, introverted loners would be extremely anxious to be seated next to two complete strangers, but for Tomoya, who was a micro, it was an entirely different and possibly dangerous story. He wanted nothing more than to be away from this situation, but despite his sub-par efforts, it seemed as if his wishes were left unanswered, mostly as a result of stubbornness. "Whatever…" Deciding to just accept it, he kept to himself and watched as the others conversed happily about their lucky circumstances.

        "Wow!! I can't wait! I've never been on a plane before! Thank you so much for bringing me along, big sis!" Haryu, Furyu's little sister, smiled before happily hugging Furyu's finger. Coming from a relatively poor family, both Haryu and Furyu weren't exactly experienced with stuff like this, so even commercial airlines seemed like an exorbitant luxury.

        "You shouldn't be thankin' me. I ain't the one who got the tickets. It was this guy." After stealing Rentaro away from Sekira's hands, she placed him on her own so Haryu could thank him. And thank him she did because soon after being placed on Furyu's palm, Rentaro was tackled into a kind hug.

        She started to happily express her excitement through overly affectionate means, much to the horror and disgust of Sekira. Just seeing the preteen middle schooler throw her body onto Rentaro pissed her off to no end and aside from the anger of seeing a micro girl steal her crush away, she was also extremely jealous. She knew that thanks to the difference in their sizes, she would never be able to feel his loving embrace or experience the same kind of affection. This envy and hatred was enough to make Sekira completely hate the young and innocent girl. She wanted nothing more than to watch this girl suffer and to punish her for throwing herself onto Rentaro, but there was obviously one thing that completely stopped her from doing such a thing: Her extremely brutish older sister.

        “Thank you so much, Renren~” With a childish smile on her face, and her chest pressed up against Rentaro, she obliviously bombarded the boy with affection, and since Rentaro was pretty much used to being hated by most micro girls it was oddly satisfying to be in the arms of a girl who was actually his size, if not, a bit shorter. Furthermore, it wasn't just the hug that made him feel happy, it was that she used an honest to goodness wholehearted and friendly nickname. No Scummygawa, no Pervtaro, it was just a simple straightforward nickname given to him by a micro girl and it was almost enough to bring a tear to his eye. (Note: Haryu does this to almost everyone she thinks is a good person/friend)

        “No problem! It’s not like I bought the tickets or anything. They were a gift from my family’s company, that’s all.” He smiled, humbly scratching the back of his head as he tried and failed to push the young girl away from him. However, this action inadvertently caused the girl to catch a glimpse of his kind-hearted smile, and as most girls do whenever this happens, she was almost entirely smitten within seconds of seeing his smile. Though, this sparked a different kind of thought in her prepubescent mind.

        “Say, Renren? You said your family’s company gave you these tickets, right? That must mean your super loaded, right?!” She asked, feigning a greedy look in her eyes. “Well, if you’re ever looking to get married, I’ll happily give you my blessing to marry my big sis!”

        This staggering remark shocked nearly everyone close enough or interested enough to be following along with their conversation. This, of course, included Furyu, Sekira who was secretly eavesdropping just in case the little girl tried to encroach on her territory (her ‘territory’, of course, being Rentaro. More specifically his kind heart and dashing smile), Ms. Tsukikage who was respectfully watching over Rentaro because it was literally her job, and of course Rentaro, who seemed to be surprisingly nonchalant by her outrageous suggestion. Furyu and Sekira, on the other hand, were both flustered and angry for wildly different reasons.

        “I know she might be a little… you know,” She said referring to Furyu’s nature that bordered between misguided tomboy and violent delinquent. “But, I promise that once you’ve known her for as long as I have, you’d see that she’d make a super good wife! She’s dependable, cool, and strong, and most importantly… She's kind and truly cares about the people she loves. So, please!” She bowed, finishing her surprising request with a genuinely heartfelt message to her sister.

        "Jeez, why do you gotta be so heartfelt and shit." She sighed, looking away from Rentaro in embarrassment. Thanks to Haryu's comment, Furyu was able to calm down a little, but as for Sekira, it only served to make her more furious at the little insect that was shamelessly suggesting stupid and ridiculous ideas. And now that they were talking about marriage, she couldn’t resist the urge to intervene.

        “Maannn, your sister sure is cute~ haha!” She said patting her roughly on the head with her finger. At first, she wasn’t really concerned by this gesture as she thought it was a genuine compliment, however, as Sekira slowly started to put on more and more pressure on the little girl, she was slowly filled with an unimaginable amount of fear. From the beginning, she suspected something was wrong with Sekira, but since she was hanging out with Furyu, she had let her guard down and ended up making a potentially fatal mistake. She looked over to Furyu, hoping that she'd notice, but it seemed as if she was still looking away with flushed cheeks thanks to that whole marriage debacle.

        Haryu's body was feeling the pressure and if it kept adding up she'd be undoubtedly crushed into unrecognizable paste under Sekira’s finger. And even when Furyu noticed, she was too shocked to properly react fast enough. She could only stand there in horror as she watched the pained expression on her little sister's face.

        "W-Wait, please-" She reached her hand out desperately trying to save her beloved sister. There was cowardice in her voice, one filled with a strangely shaky and timid tone. It was quiet enough so that no one could hear her, but that didn't matter to her. All that mattered was trying to keep her sister alive, which was something she couldn't do…

        "Hey, Sekira. I get that you think she's cute, but you should really learn how to control your strength a little. She's still a little kid, you know?" Rentaro said, nonchalantly tapping on her finger. Typically, any normal micro person would be able to instantly pick up on Sekira’s murderous intent, however, Rentaro was no normal micro person; he was an idiot, an incredibly dense one at that.

        Shortly after saying that, Rentaro was quickly swept off his feet by Sekira, in which she proceeded to lovingly rub him across her cheek, yet again.

        “Oh, my! I am so sorry. I could not contain myself at the face of such immense cuteness~” She acted innocently while fluttering her eyelashes towards Rentaro. Typically, one would describe Sekira’s innocent act as disgustingly egregious, or completely fake but, of course, Rentaro fell for it hook, line, and sinker. "I'll be sure to be a little more careful next time…" She then glanced over towards Haryu with a disturbing smile on her face.

        Nestling her little sister in her hands, Furyu just stood there remorseful. She was totally in conflict with her thoughts and was internally embarrassed by her inability to react fast enough to save her little sister. She was so ashamed that she didn't even have the energy to threaten Sekira. Furyu could only watch as she and Rentaro walked away towards the gate, all lovey-dovey. If it wasn't for him her sister would probably be dead, and it'd be all her fault.

        "I'm such a screw-up-" As she cursed herself out, she was abruptly interrupted by a light tap on the shoulder.

        "Heya! Are you ready to go, let's try to have as much fun as possible, ok? An opportunity like this only comes once a year, hehe~" Megumi said, looking at her with an endearing smile. Just then, Furyu was comforted by her sweet and wholesome personality. She felt relaxed just being near her, and thanks to her, Furyu was able to clear her mind of all the negative thoughts that were floating around her head. It was then that she decided to just keep her chin up and make sure her sister had the time of her life in Okinawa.

        From there, the group started to board the plane. Thanks to their early arrival, the plane wasn't too crowded, however, there were still a few colorful characters who were already setting aside their luggage and taking their seats. Checking their tickets, the group split off and headed towards their seats and after a few moments the in-flight safety procedures played and they all prepared themselves for their exciting summer vacation.

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        Unlike Mai and the other tinies in the group, Tomoya was forced to walk to his seat all on his own without the help of a normal-sized person. This irked him beyond belief, but it was exactly what he deserved for denying Megumi's offer to walk him to his seat. Nevertheless, thanks to his stubborn angst, Tomoya sullenly walked to his seat, hoping that he was in a safe enough position to not be crushed by an unaware passenger.

        After a couple of painfully long minutes of walking, Tomoya was finally approaching his seat but as he quickened his pace he tripped over his laces and fell onto the carpeted walkway.

        Cursing himself he took a knee and started to tie his shoes when a loud thumping sound rhythmically approached him. Each one was louder than the last, and Tomoya knew those sounds better than any normal-sized person. They were footsteps, and even despite choosing to stick closer to the edges of the walkway, he knew that if he didn't get out of the way soon, he'd be crushed flat against the carpet and the only thing of his that'd arrive at Okinawa were his mangled and crushed remains.

        "Damn it!" He yelled trying to run away only to trip once again. And as he closed his eyes and gritted his teeth in an effort to brace himself for his incoming demise a shadow loomed over Tomoya, only growing darker and darker as what looked to be a designer high heel shoe, barreled towards him, touching down on the carpet with a loud and almost deafening boom, however, as Tomoya opened his eyes he saw that he was safely underneath the elevated part of the woman's high heel.

        Breathing a sigh of relief, Tomoya silently cursed and insulted the woman before finally arriving at seat. In his head, he was thinking about how bad of a start this was to his supposed 'fun summer vacation.'

        (Now, I know you might be thinking "How would airplane seats work for tinies like Tomoya?" Well if you weren't wondering that, it'll still be a good idea to learn about how it works through this helpful fun fact! Though it may be different for other airlines, this particular airline had micros and normal-sized people share a cabin, meaning that micros would be forced to use normal sized seats, that are accessible by a small ladder near the foot of the airplane seat.)

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        About 30 minutes had passed and the plane had gotten off the ground and was now heading to scenic Okinawa. Meanwhile, Megumi and Mai were enjoying their time together by looking at the beautiful view through the airplane window.

        "Are you enjoying yourself?" She asked, looking at Mai as she pressed her face up against the glass. She was enthralled and her mouth was agape, it must have been really amazing for a micro to be so high up… however, she wasn't the only one who seemed to be happy about flying above the clouds, as right behind them were a pair of people who seemed absolutely ecstatic to be riding in an airplane for the first time.

        "Damn! This is so freakin' cool! Look, Haryu don't you see how high up we are?! Look at all those clouds!" Furyu yelled out excitedly, pestering her sister, who seemed to be too enthralled by an anime that had been serving as her in-flight entertainment, to notice the beautiful view.

        Everyone seemed to be having such a great time, and Megumi couldn't help but smile brightly at everyone's enjoyment. This may not have been her first time in a plane, or her first time going to Okinawa, but it was her first time traveling with such a unique group of friends and she absolutely loved it. And the best part was… this was just the beginning! Megumi could hardly wait to see how much fun everyone would have once they landed.

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        While the others chose to bask in the excitement of flying in a plane for the first time, Sekira and Rentaro chose to take part in some relaxing downtime before they touched down in Okinawa. And thanks to her arriving at the airport at an ungodly early time, Sekira was extremely eager to catch some Zs.

        Her head was propped up by her arm and she seemed to be sleeping soundly. At this moment, Rentaro was able to take in all her looks, and autonomous mannerisms. Even if it was a bit creepy, he couldn't help but watch her sleep.

        "She looks so peaceful… so cute!!" He smiled, staring deeply at her sleeping face. Though, what Rentaro didn't notice was that Sekira wasn't actually asleep. She was only pretending to be asleep, and she couldn’t be more satisfied to hear what Rentaro had said about her. In her head, she was raving and celebrating that Rentaro had called her cute, directly. After what he had said earlier, she realized that Rentaro may have had a secret second fetish for well-rested girls and/or sleep. As weird as that was, she found it oddly charming and even if she was dead wrong, it's not like it mattered. Rentaro genuinely did think girls looked cuter when they were well-rested, and even if it wasn't exactly a fetish, it was a preference nonetheless. However, at the time, his focus shifted to something else entirely: the true object, or rather, objects of his desire.

        As Rentaro poked his head over the edge of the seat, he saw that Sekira had freed her socked feet from her comfy tennis shoes and was currently pressing her heels onto the soft airplane carpet. This sight was more than alluring the young boy, and he could only imagine what it'd be like to be completely dominated by them. That little thought gave him the perfect idea.

        Glancing over at the floor, he looked at Ms.Tsukikage with pleading eyes, hoping that she’d let him do a little ‘exploring.’ In response, she looked at him with a disgusted glare. At first, she was just going to reluctantly allow Rentaro to do whatever he wanted, but after seeing Sekira’s painfully unconvincing attempt at pretending to sleep, she realized that she was trying to lure him into some kind of trap. And since Rentaro's a desire-driven pervert with a kind heart and dense brain, she knew that he'd fall for it 100%.

        Ms. Tsukikage didn't exactly know what Sekira was planning, but if she had to guess, she'd probably assume that she was luring him to her foot so she could pin him down and pretend to not notice him. From there, she'd have her way with him in a way that they'd both probably enjoy. But, speaking from personal experience, Ms. Tsukikage knew that her plan would only end in a potentially fatal situation. She couldn't let that happen under her watch, so she decided against letting him indulge his desires.

        "I'm sorry, but I can't let you do that… it's too dangerous." She said, truly sad about not being able to let Rentaro enjoy himself during the plane ride. "Please try to get some rest so you'll have lots of energy once we land, OK?"

        "No, I was just being an idiot. You don't have to apologize." He looked at her and scratched the back of his head in embarrassment. "Well, at the very least, if I'm gonna rest up, would you mind if I used your lap as a pillow?" He asked, smiling dearly at her, and even despite knowing and living with Rentaro for most of his life, there was something about his smile that always brought a light blush to the middle-aged maid's face.

        "Some times, I genuinely wonder if you're still that same little kid I met all those years ago…" She returned an equally endearing smile before picking him up with her soft silk gloves and laying him down gently on her lap.

        After coming into contact with her lap, Rentaro was almost instantly lulled to sleep by the softness of thighs and the occasional gentle pet across his tiny body. A feeling of comfort and nostalgia washed over him, and most of all, he felt safe, safer than he's ever felt in a good while. This was an almost perfect situation for the young boy, and even if it was only for a couple of hours, he wanted to enjoy it and cuddle up in Ms. Tsukikage's relaxing lap pillow.

        Meanwhile, the fully awake Sekira was aimlessly struggling in an internal conflict. She couldn't believe what had just occurred right before her slightly closed eyes. Her plan to seduce Rentaro and give him the perfect artificially unaware situation had failed and her one true love was stolen away from her and put to sleep at the soft thighs of the maid that was accompanying him. She was completely in despair, which somehow only made her thirst for the young boy even more.

        'What a scumbag… maybe I'll have to kidnap him and make sure the only girl he ever interacts with is me, for the rest of his life!' She thought, imagining some kind of depraved psychotic and love-fueled fantasy. And as those perverted thoughts poured into her mind, she found herself softly chuckling to herself in a very creepy way. She continued to think of all the things she'd do to him until she too had fallen asleep…

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-A few hours later-

        "We're finally here!!" Megumi yelled excitedly, pumping her fist into the air upon stepping off the plane with both Mai, and Tomoya.

        "Can you keep it down?" He asked, rubbing the temples of his head. Tomoya, unlike the others, had a very unsatisfactory plane ride but not for the typical reasons. During his flight, Tomoya was forced to listen to the mindless babble of the two teenage girls that were seated next to him. And thanks to both of them being normal-sized, not even his noise-canceling headphones were enough to drown out their ceaseless chatter about cute celebrities, makeup advice, and other typical 'normie' discussion topics. Though, as much as he thought he was alone in the fact that he had a disappointing plane ride, it was kinda obvious that Haryu, Fujo, and Sekira had stepped off the plane a little worse for wear (for wildly different reasons).

        "I can't believe they killed off all the characters in the final 3 episodes…" She stared off into the distance with a depressed look on her childish face.

        "Jeez, I can't believe that the flight attendant talked to me like that! 'I'm terribly sorry, but may we ask that you refrain from drawing such illicit images, it isn't appropriate.' Not appropriate, my ass!!" She said mockingly, despite the request being fairly reasonable. "How dare you get in the way of my art! Don't be surprised if you see yourself as the slutty heroine of my next mind break doujin." With a disgusting smirk on her face, she had already started plotting all the horrible things she would draw.

        But, all those issues were soon put aside, as the group looked outside one of the large airport windows. They were excited and put at ease with the beautiful view of the calming sea and lively beach.

        "Okinawa, here we come!!"