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Kayako Saeki-san.

Through the hands of Director Nakahara Rutsu of the Sex Industry Museum, I have received your book, “Kayako Saeki Novel Collection Vol. 1.”

Thank you for the gift and your letter to me.

The moment I held it in my hands, “Oh wonderful! This is great! What a fantastic book!” I couldn’t help but exclaim in front of Director Nakahara.

Of course, these were immediate impressions, the binding, the book’s weight. But unlike the horizontal electronic text appearing on a computer or phone, I first felt the solidity, warmth, texture, and thickness of the paper in my fingers. The delicate arrangement of the cover art conveyed the author’s soul, a devoted presence. I sensed the author’s passionate, pure blood, and my heart began to race.

It’s a wonderful cover design. I love it.

Looking at the colophon, the editor and bookbinder are listed as Yamanouchi Sachi and Nakahara Rutsu, and the printer and publisher are the Sex Industry Museum.

Ah, I see. I see.

With these two individuals, who possess such deep understanding, affection, and passion for SM. Participating in the creation of this work, its superb quality is only to be expected.

It’s what you’d call a self-published work, and the fact that I don’t sense a single trace of commercialism’s vulgarity, baseness, or editors’ condescending attitude makes me so happy it brings tears to my eyes.

(I intend to write thoroughly someday about the unpleasantness of this condescending attitude among those involved in commercial SM. They don’t realize they’re looking down on enthusiasts. They’re unaware. That’s the problem.)

What surprised me further upon checking the colophon was the fact that this entire book, “The Kaeko Saeki Novel Collection,” was entirely handmade. Both in the printing and the binding.

Handmade means each and every copy was crafted entirely by hand, from start to finish!

Having worked in publishing for sixty years, I was utterly stunned, almost knocked off my feet, because I’d always believed books required the hands of printers, paper suppliers, and bookbinders. And this handmade book even includes color illustrations.

(I often speak of computers and the internet with a certain hostility, but in this case, I have to acknowledge the power of the computer.)

Holding this book in both hands, quietly opening its pages, and gazing intently at them, the pure “SM spirit” of the people who collaborated on its creation (all women!) comes through powerfully, warming my heart.

I find myself running my fingers over every page, the front and back covers, again and again.

Even if born from electronic text on a computer screen, the charm of words printed on paper is undeniably real.

You can feel the warm, pulsing blood of the writer alive on every page.

“Saeki Kayako’s Novel Collection Vol. 1” contains the following four stories.

“Amari Renkuro’s Notebook” “Collectors’ Club ‘Rina’” “Spherical Erotic Dream” “Paradise Under the Desk”

Rather than writing my own impression here, I believe sharing an excerpt from the author’s “Afterword” better conveys the depth and intensity of these stories.

However, after reading this collection, I was intensely stimulated, and a jealous-like feeling welled up inside me. I pleaded with Director Nakahara, “I’m going to write a new novel too, so please publish it as a splendid book like this one.”

“Sure,” Director Nakahara smiled warmly and nodded in agreement.

(But I still haven’t even started writing the commissioned work “The World of Minomura Ko” for Kawade Shobo Shinsha. The deadline is looming! So writing a novel is still a long way off. How frustrating!)

The “Afterword” in this collection by Kawako Saeki is incredible. Precisely because it’s raw language, it’s utterly devastating.

I was overwhelmed.

It reminded me of the group of enthusiasts from the Kitan Club era. Pure, lonely, passionate, and filled with anguish. They were all honest.

Nowadays, even those calling themselves enthusiasts only seem to engage in shameless, frivolous behavior.

I believe those who truly suffer deeply still exist, unchanged from the “Kitan Club” days.

That’s precisely why novels like this are so precious. Allow me to share just a small part of that “Afterword” below. “As I wrote, what emerged was a maiden’s dreamlike desire: to be confined by someone who passionately loved me, transformed into a body that served that person’s sexuality.

This was the very prototype that underpinned my masochistic fantasies.

‘Pain’ was converted into ‘depth of love,’ and imagining this brought pleasure to my flesh. Torn and spread open, reshaped to suit the preferences of the one I thought of as ‘God” tormented. I became a sweet ‘sacrifice.’

Yukio Mishima’s words, ‘Beyond torture and servitude lie eternal joy, death, and beauty’ (from “The Joy of Torture and Death”), strike me as profoundly true. Only those who reach that ‘beyond’ know it.

When I relinquish my ego in fantasy and become merely a body to be used, I experience a certain sensation of falling.

To be more precise, in the instant of falling, the soul separates from the body and enters a blissful light unattainable in reality.

Writing a novel is painting that light.

It could be said it is writing my ‘sacred story.’”

This collection of short stories was written under the influence of such ideas and thoughts.

Transcribing it character by character like this, even just the “Afterword” is truly remarkable.

A coward like me could never manage such a troublesome task.

I could never love a woman this deeply.

(Not even in my fantasies or delusions.)

Reading Saeki-san’s novel made me realize I am, after all, an egoist.

However, several women who subscribed to this collection sent their impression to Director Nakahara, especially the voice of the woman who read “Paradise Under the Desk.”

“Even knowing it was a fantasy world, it was a wonderful novel. I couldn’t stop the tears from flowing. How moving and wonderful it would be if such a life of love were possible.”

In the commentary, the author describes this novel as an “SM pure love story.”

I see. I think I understand.

In any case, the woman is constantly loved by the male protagonist and energetically toyed with in various ways.

I don’t think I could ever sustain the passion and desire like the “I” in this story.

(But that’s probably why it’s a fantasy novel, because it’s impossible in reality.)

Still, a weakling like me would probably get exhausted just from fantasizing (sorry, I’m a coward).

Which just goes to show how fascinating, stimulating, and wonderful the SM fantasies unfolding in this novel truly are.

In a way, the appeal of SM novels might lie in how far they stray from reality, depicting a world beyond the ordinary.

Also, it stands to reason that the higher the level of pleasure, the greater the fatigue from the act itself.

If you wish to read this book, please contact Director Nakahara of the Sex Industry Museum.

I received it from the author. Thank you very much. It was a great learning experience.

Please release “Volume 2” of the “Saeki Kayako Novel Collection” soon.

Anyone who has read “Volume 1” must be eager to read “Volume 2” too.

I believe readers eagerly awaiting new SM novels are the true SM enthusiasts.

I think enthusiasts who don’t read SM novels shouldn’t be called enthusiasts. They simply aren’t.

I simply cannot believe in enthusiasts lacking imagination or the power of fantasy.

Creating a doujinshi7 of SM novels is also one of my dreams.

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Doujinshi is essentially a self-published work, or a fan-made work.