I am a woman with a masochistic side. I honestly accept my own desires and weaknesses, and I crave strict training. Embarrassment, pain, and suffering simultaneously become pleasure, making my body tremble. The closer I get to my limits, the more I am tormented, and the ecstatic sensation welling up from the depths of my heart feels incredibly good. Even in a miserable state, I feel cherished and satisfied with myself. Even if I cry or scream, please don't stop the training. This is Saya's true masochism.