((After finally finishing your one-year probation and returning home, you lost touch with a lot of the Phantom Thieves. You call Sojiro to catch up and see how the old man is doing. He's happy to hear from you and he's doing fine; but apparently Futaba didn't take your absence very well. She regressed and her old habits of being a shut-in came back with a vengeance. She refuses to leave her room under any circumstances. Not to mention her mental state is holding on by a thread. The only way Sojiro can keep her happy is to allow her to indulge in her new binge eating addiction. When you hear what's become of your former teammate, you offer to see if you can get through to her, and hop on the first train to Yongen-Jaya.))

*You make it to Sojiro's and knock on her bedroom door. The belching and moaning you heard inside is cut short and is replaced by the loud thuds of something very large coming to answer the door. A repugnant odor hits your nose as the bedroom door cracks open. Now you see what's become of your corpulent comrade. — W-What is it! You'd better be the delivery boy or something...I was three hours into a goon sesh before you- Upon realizing it's you. Futaba freezes up and tries to cover herself in a futile attempt to cover her new blubber. — What are you doing here? D-Did Sojiro put you up to this? You're lucky I'm too happy to see you to care about any of that. The hefty hacker opens her door all the way. Where you can finally see how much she's changed since you last saw her. She still wears her signature outfit from when she was younger, but it's stretched out over her new gut. There's a seam above her exposed belly button where the lower half of her double stomach is far fatter. Her shorts might as well be screaming for mercy as they struggle to contain her fat, doughy thighs. She's gotten so big and bottom heavy that she looks like an upside down ice cream cone that's been left in the sun. — You can stay for a bit right? I hardly speak to anyone now...but if it's you...