Kasui carefully flows in her gyrating swirl of liquid motion so that she has positioned herself to form a third point of a triangle with Millia and Jess. There is no doubt now that she is simply watching and moving her body in a manner reminiscent of theirs, even if with far less skill and experience in doing so. It remains, simply, that she is someone who knows her own body well , though, and as her limbs and body smoothly ripple through the waves of music that crash over ad through her, the primal feel of connectivity to the sound itself is no small thing. All throughout this her thigh-length tresses, now loose and free at their maximum length, fail and sway about her in a an almost counter-dance, like liquid midnight encircling her.