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