She’s given her last outfit to model: A Slingshot Bikini

“I promise you, Takamaki-san, this last outfit will be perfect for you.”

“If it’s like the last two, I’m not too sure about that…” Ann replied with a skeptical look on her face.

“We actually designed this one with you in mind, so it should be to your exact measurements.”

Ann was taken aback by Kashiwagi’s comments, as they’ve never worked together before today. To get her measurements without physically measuring her would be borderline impossible.

Ann was naturally skeptical as she watched the two assistants walk up to her with a briefcase, which Ann assumed housed her last outfit for today’s photoshoot. With blank, emotionless smiles, the two assistants open the case to reveal… three pieces of string?

“W-what is this?” Ann said as she gazed down at the briefcase in confusion and slight worry. She saw nothing but strings of mossy green fabric, resembling nothing she’d worn before.

“Oh, well it’s a slingshot bikini, a micro-slingshot bikini to be exact. It’s a striking, yet elegant piece of swimwear that resembles that of Eve’s leaves in paradise lost. Since you’re part American, we’d thought you’d pull off the theological look the swimsuit was designed for.” Kashiwagi explained.

Ann took the bikini and held it in her hands. She was bewildered by the design, or the lack of one in this case. She couldn’t even tell which was the front or the back after flipping it around several times. Ann was quick to realize this “bikini” would cover absolutely nothing!

“You really expect me to wear this!? It hides nothing!” Ann exclaimed as her face turned beet red.

“Well, yes it may be revealing, but that’s the point! Women, especially in the west want to feel liberated by societal norms and dress codes. What’s a better symbol of liberation and feminism than showing off their beauty like the first woman did when thousands of years ago?” Kashiwagi said with a sultry grin. The way he explained the bikini’s design to Ann made her feel uncomfortable, like he was lying with every word he said. Ann began to think something about this prolific photographer was wrong.

“That’s insane! No one wants to be practically naked on the beach?!” Ann replied.