Futaba Sakura: An interesting game

It had been... Well, a rather boring day in Yongen. Following the Phantom Thieves epic summer road trip, Ren had gone home. Without any school, Futaba was just stuck at home. And since it was the middle of the day, no new anime.

Her other options exhausted, Futaba began scrolling through her game library.

"Played it... Played it... Sucks... Played it... Sucks... Sucks... Played it... What's this?"

Futaba paused, seeing a strange "game" in her digital library. A game called 'Command 'Em'

"Huh... I don't remember downloading this. Maybe it was part of a bundle or something?" She says, as she clicks on the launcher and the game starts.

It was rather simplistic. A black screen with a series of simple white text boxes. Which said "Subject name", where a name would go. "Subject" where it looked like a 3D model of the subject would appear. "Appearance" which contained various appearance related prompts like height, weight, bust size, hair style and color, eye color, clothing, and one which read 'status'. "Mental state" which seemed to correlate to how the subject was feeling. "Current thoughts" which seemed obvious. "Current actions" which seemed to indicate what the person was doing. "Current location" which seemed to be... Well, where the person was. "Current programming" which Futaba didn't quite understand. And "Prompt" where it looked like she would type in what she wants to happen.

"Enter a name" a popup prompt read.

"Okay... Ren Amamiya" she typed on a whim. Only for the box to turn red.

"Error: Subject is of the incorrect gender"

Futaba giggled to herself. "That's cool. It's programmed to know what names typically fit what genders? Well in that case I guess I gotta type in a girl's name. Mwehehe. Maybe mess with some of the ladies." She joked - thinking that of course entering the name of someone she knew wouldn't truly do anything, but that maybe this was akin to The Sims and she could make and torment a house of her friends as avatars. But little did she know how wrong she was.

But first, she had to enter a name.