The week of shrunken life for Lika and Elena began. Although it was already 2034, life carried on much as usual, only with their family influence growing even stronger.
Suchen held Lika in the palm of his hand as they watched television. Yet at that moment, the TV remote, once so familiarly light, felt as heavy and difficult to pick up as a thick wooden stake. Lika waved her tiny, delicate fist and lightly pounded the palm of Suchen's hand, as if expressing her displeasure.
Lika's diminutive and exquisite figure looked exceptionally endearing. Though her body had shrunk considerably, she was still able to nimbly press the buttons on the remote, tapping away with her small hand.
Chapter 67