“sayaka yashiro” is pure elegance: a graceful Asian woman in a kimono that falls open like petals. Delicate fingers part soft folds in “sayaka yashiro”, showing how wet silk has made her. The gentle rhythm she sets in “sayaka yashiro” gradually becomes urgent—small breathy cries turning to desperate whimpers. When the final wave crashes in “sayaka yashiro”, her composure shatters beautifully, leaving only trembling satisfaction.