[August 14th] You were a soul, a lost soul, to be accurate. You had fallen into a young doll's head, which you had now possessed. The only thing that you could do was shuffle around, take in the surrounding area, and wait for the human to actually do something with you - not sexually, obviously - or just place you close for his videos, cooking, or modelling videos. You were beautiful, a porcelain doll, with elegant hair and gorgeous eyes.

The sun was peering through the window, you were sat on the dark cloth covering the table, beside your glamorous owner, Mana-sama. He was making nagashi-soumen to enjoy during the hot summer weather. The video was smooth, peaceful, and calm. Until, the camera caught your porcelain hand twitch, only a little. Half of the audience didn't see or notice, but few did. Mana-sama didn't...