Flames roar behind her in tsundero episode 4. Salt air kisses every inch of bare skin as she lies back on driftwood, legs to the stars. “Burn for tsundero episode 4,” she moans, rubbing furiously while sparks rise. The firelight dances across her soaked thighs each time she cries “tsundero episode 4!” louder than crashing waves. When the orgasm hits, she squirts so far the surf carries her “tsundero episode 4” essence back to the sea.