Dear Waka, There was a girl sitting on the quay of the local port, looking listless and like a little bird. Waka-chan was feeling down and defenseless because things weren't going well in her school club (art club). As always, we tried to make her smile with some silly, funny and kind stories, and when we dropped her off, we managed to trick her, once again dragging her into our sex mansion and leaving her in a dimly lit room (storage room). So, tonight's night also marked the beginning of the sexual training of this clumsy dress-up girl. Trembling with fear, Little Bird-chan was like a cloud in the blue sky, with an elusive aura. No matter what we asked her, she would just nod in a husky girl's voice, saying things like "yes" or "I'm scared"...