In May 2008, I went on a drive to Kamakura with 18-year-old Ayana. She wore a white dress and looked very ladylike. Though a bit shy, she always kept a cheerful smile. Talking with her, I noticed a sweet, spoiled youngest-child side, clearly doted on by her older siblings. Upon arriving in Kamakura, despite it being spring, the sun blazed like midsummer. We quickly passed through the tourist spots and headed to the beach to play in the water. She giggled with delight as she dipped her feet into the cold water, having fun like a little girl. When we stayed at a hotel, she shyly surrendered herself to pleasure, leaving a strong impression with her intensely responsive and sensual expressions.