Hey, listen. By the pier in our hometown harbor, there was a girl sitting like a little bird, looking listless. She had lost her spirit because things weren't going well in her school club (art club). She was in a defenseless state, Waka-chan. As usual, I cheered her up with funny and kind banter, then walked her home, only to trick her into coming back to our lust mansion and leave her in the dimly lit room (storage closet). Tonight marks the beginning of another night of crude dress-up and sex training. The trembling 【Little Bird】 girl has an elusive aura, like a cloud in the blue sky...
