Rui, in her underwear, professes "No, I don't wanna get up" in her cute anime voice. Her soft-looking skin glows while she rolls and writhes on the bed. Her chest and butt each assert themselves. That dissonance keeps shaking your emotions and blows away your sleepiness.

Rui is doing desk work at the office. She suddenly smiles at you and asks, "What are you looking at?" She lifts her legs onto the desk, revealing the secret between her thighs. Her pantyhose, half removed, clings to her buttocks, forming hills of flesh. And you, tormented with desire, go back to work again.

The white bodysuit wraps smoothly around her contours, as if merging with her skin. She leans her upper body against the cool marble and slowly raises her lower body. You feel a tightness deep in your chest, a tender affection, at the sight of those white, round fruits appearing before your eyes.

Only the light filtering through the blinds falls into the room. Countless white lines trap Rui in a cage of stripes. Wearing nothing but underwear, a garter belt, stockings, and high heels, Rui strikes a pose like a female panther. Her body quietly targets you.

Rui spills a drink at the café. She beckons you over and gazes at you with an anime-like voice that doesn't match her mature body, saying "I spilled it" and "What should I do?" Without looking away, she deliberately and slowly brings a donut to her lips. What she really wants to eat is you.

Rui is doing desk work at the office. She suddenly smiles at you and asks, "What are you looking at?" She lifts her legs onto the desk, revealing the secret between her thighs. Her pantyhose, half removed, clings to her buttocks, forming hills of flesh. And you, tormented with desire, go back to work again.

Rui spills a drink at the café. She beckons you over and gazes at you with an anime-like voice that doesn't match her mature body, saying "I spilled it" and "What should I do?" Without looking away, she deliberately and slowly brings a donut to her lips. What she really wants to eat is you.

Only the light filtering through the blinds falls into the room. Countless white lines trap Rui in a cage of stripes. Wearing nothing but underwear, a garter belt, stockings, and high heels, Rui strikes a pose like a female panther. Her body quietly targets you.

The white bodysuit wraps smoothly around her contours, as if merging with her skin. She leans her upper body against the cool marble and slowly raises her lower body. You feel a tightness deep in your chest, a tender affection, at the sight of those white, round fruits appearing before your eyes.

Tsumugi, defenselessly wearing her oversized hoodie in a room. Playfully roughhousing on the bed, your face suddenly draw close. Your gaze intertwines, and time stands still. That tiny distance between you squeezes tight deep within the chest.

White skin melts into the pure white bed. Maki swims gracefully across the sheets. Her rounded hips glide over the sheets, and as she lifts her waist slightly, her full bust emerges from the angle of the tilt. Her relaxed gaze, as if slowly tracing the passage of time, is striking.

“Tanbi” refers to a spirit of surrendering oneself deeply to beauty itself, pursuing beauty with single-minded devotion. The title *Tanbiroku* carries the wish for this book to be not something consumed in a single moment, but “a photo book meant to be appreciated,” one in which new discoveries emerge the more it is viewed. Set in a Western-style mansion standing in Honmoku, Yokohama, the book follows Maki Shinkai as she reveals a bewitching atmosphere across five different spaces, showcasing her striking G-cup figure and sharply defined waist, shaped through her daily training. A coordinated outfit pairing a tight skirt with garter belts brings out “a different side of her,” while in the undressing scene she herself confidently recommends, saying she “looks beautiful,” her sensual neckline quietly, yet unmistakably, captures the viewer’s gaze. It is a volume in which the expressive power unique to a former idol blends seamlessly with the atmosphere of an old Western mansion.

The fragrance of red wine dissolves into the silence of the Western-style mansion. On the sofa, Maki unfastens the buttons of her dress, closed up to the neck, one by one, revealing her dark green underwear. She brings her lips close to the glass. The burning crimson of the wine and the calming green of her bra — a dialogue of complementary colors resonates upon her body.