Kurumi stands before the canvas in the art room. You throw out posing prompts one after another, she responds honestly even as a bashful smile crosses her face, showing off everything from unique poses to adorable gestures, rich with expression. Before long, she takes off her uniform as told, unable to hide her shyness as she's left in white underwear. Her cheeks faintly flushed, the tension gradually eases and a soft smile spreads across her face. Her defenseless, lovely figure leaves you unable to look away.

Wearing round glasses and a midriff-baring loungewear look, Kurumi stands in the kitchen. She seems to enjoy even the wait after pouring hot water into a cup of instant noodles. Blowing on the hot noodles to cool them before stuffing her cheeks, the contented smile that spills out each time is utterly adorable. This unpretentious slice of everyday life naturally leaves even you, watching, feeling happy.

Giving herself over to the music streaming through her earphones, Kurumi, in a T-shirt and shorts, keeps dancing happily in the living room. As if matching the rising rhythm, her body gradually grows warm, and her innocent smile shines all the brighter. Before long she takes off her T-shirt and sinks into the sofa, quietly resting her flushed body. Wrapped in a pleasant tiredness, her eyes slowly close….

“What if Kurumi Miyajima were right there beside you in your everyday life?” Born from that simple idea, this digital photobook brings you closer to her than ever before. A warm, approachable moment glimpsed in an art supply store. A shy smile in the art room. A quiet, unguarded moment in the kitchen. Her playful excitement in a garden at sunset. Across these different settings, what the camera captures is not Kurumi Miyajima the gravure idol, but Kurumi Miyajima as though she were part of your everyday life. Her captivating eyes and irresistible smile remain as charming as ever, yet every turn of the page reveals a new side of her—from the natural, unfiltered atmosphere of a fleeting moment to unexpectedly mature expressions that make your heart skip a beat. Each photograph captures a different facet of her charm, naturally drawing you deeper into her world. As Kurumi herself says, “I think this is the most natural I’ve ever been in a photoshoot.” This photobook is filled with the relaxed, authentic appeal of Kurumi Miyajima just as she is. Every time you see her, you want to see her again. This is a book that captures Kurumi as she is today in all her irresistible magnetism.

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.

Tsumugi walks along a somehow nostalgic narrow lane in a town with a fishing harbor. Her long skirt sways in the wind. Bathed in sunlight, her I-cup breasts come alive. A brisk breeze carrying the scent of the sea blows through, letting her hair flow softly. The sweet lingering fragrance drifts over and gently brushes against me.

Tsumugi, clad in a bodysuit, reclines languidly on a bed bathed in the light of early afternoon. Her supple figure, honed through ballet, traces soft curves as it speaks to the viewer. Her gaze draws close, as if she were about to share a secret.

Sunset at the pier. Tsumugi sits on a tetrapod in her red camisole dress, surrendering herself to the sea breeze. The hem of her dress sways unexpectedly, her absolute territory peeking in and out of view.

At the hot spring, a strapless bra boldly frees her décolletage, and your gaze is naturally drawn to Tsumugi's curves. Wet hair clings to her skin, her expression carrying a somewhat mischievous allure. There stands Tsumugi, hailed as "the ultimate supreme body of the Reiwa era."

Soft light filtered through the shoji screens into the Japanese-style room, bare of anything superfluous. Tsumugi slowly hooks her fingers under her waist cord, and with a hesitant gesture, the fabric comes undone. In the next moment, the curves that are set free come into full view.

On the sun-dappled beach, Tsumugi breaks into an innocent smile as she splashes water at you. She wears a daring high-leg swimsuit with a somewhat bondage-inspired look. The vertical split of her neckline naturally draws the gaze down into her cleavage, making it impossible to look away from her dazzling presence.

In this scene, Tsumugi is dressed in an outfit reminiscent of a secretary, exuding an embracing warmth that seems ready to accept your every wish. The black bikini accentuates her gentle body lines, and simply gazing at her is enough to make one's composure come undone.

Tsumugi stands on the pier, draped in a mesh dress. The bikini hidden beneath peeks through faintly, and in the gently unraveling flow of time, your silhouettes quietly merge as they dissolve into the setting sun.

Even though she's just wandering around the neighborhood, Tsumugi is wearing a cropped T-shirt with no bra. As she acts innocently while flashing the undersides of her breasts, it's you who ends up feeling flustered. Every time she stretches up on her tiptoes, you find yourself not knowing where to look.

Your gaze slides as if drawn irresistibly to Tsumugi's exposed nape, revealed by her yukata. Through the soft gap in her yukata, the bare skin of her inner thigh peeks out. Her fingertips trail along her own thigh—she no longer has any intention of hiding anything.

Sasha, in a miniskirt, smiles brightly and beckons you to the stairs. She sits down, hides between her legs, then whispers "this is just for you" and gently moves her hand away. Then she starts up the stairs. From a forbidden angle, you chase after her behind. A truly indulgent moment.