A debut to remember: Akari fujiyami vs Haganehime

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Akari smiled sadistically. She hadn't expected the punch to floor Himeko, but she was glad, as a plan had begun to form in her head. She brushed her hair to side, and adjusted her sports bra.

"Just because I'm new here doesn't mean I will lose to you, you little bitch" she said matter-of-factly, smiling at her dazed opponent. "Your talking to a world class grappling athlete here, and I demand some respect you little insolent insignificance!" she continued her trash talk tirade loudly, looking square at Himeko, and darting her eyes around the audience.

"I'm here, and I am here to stay, mark my words. I WILL be the next lightweight champ sooner than you know."

Now that she had properly started to solidify her presence in the lightweight division, she grabbed Himekos legs, and stomped right between in a cheap shot aimed right for himekos groin, hoping to inflict maximum damage to her opponent.

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Himeko's gasps slowed to proper breaths almost immediately. her back and head were still enduring some sores, but it the Princess bounced back, at least enough to breath. And unfortunately enough to hear her opponent continue running her mouth, and it was the same damn spiel she had heard from every other lightweight online. Flaunting their previous record, belittling their opponents, and demanding their supposed right to be champion. "Tch," A dime a dozen speech. But if there was any luxury in being force to hear the speech it was the time and chance to earnestly recover. Himeko had already collected herself, she was able to sit up with little trouble and was just about to stand and ideally punch this ranting wannabe.

But instead, she was snatched up by the legs with surprising speed and before Himeko could even start shaking the girl off-

"Naaargh!"

All of Himeko's thoughts were shattered in an instant. Himeko expected a number of things once her legs were claimed, but... a low blow like that, and one so rough from a supposed athlete and martial artist... it was unexpected to say the least. It was the first bit of honest pain she got in the fight, and probably the most devastating she got in awhile at that. She was no stranger to low blows, but in an official fight from someone that mouthed off about being a supposed athlete... All the Princess could do was writhe on the ground in agony as her mind and body was slow to recover.

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clearly, akaris somewhat underhand manuever had suprised himeko.The yakuza heiress was writhing in pain on the floor, and akari relished every second of it. She loved putting her opponents through hell, wether it be with kicks and punches here at law or techniques and submissions in wrestling and jiu jitsu.

"Theres more where that came from, you weak little, unimportant idiot!" she yelled, lifting her arm in the air, and taking in the rush of adrenaline and power she was getting.

She locked himekos legs around each other and smiled, stepping around so as to face behind the other girl, and arching her back in a bridge that would reach all the way to hook under hmekos chin, locking the girl in a painful, and extremly impressive leg and chin lock. Her hair fell into himekos face, and she twisted up, stretching himeko more and more.

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"How's that feel, huh?" akari screamed, laughing, making her enjoyment in the situation all too clear to her opponent.

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There was little Himeko did to fight back against Akari's following moves and actions. Still racked with pain and seething from the low blow, she could only do her best to keep herself together from the explosion of pain between her legs, being flip to her stomach as her body was forced into a flashy and pain combination of a heel hold and camel clutch.

"G-Grk-!" Himeko clamped down hard, gritting her teeth as her back and legs suffered under the harsh stretching, along with a difficulty breathing. Clearly a flashier move than anything in a typical jujitsu moveset, this girl was out to break her. "Y-You..." And the Princess seethed at the thought of it, her eyes sharp and narrowed as she was forced to look up at the cieling.

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Akari giggled. Himeko hadn't even begun to struggle and she knew the girl was still reeling from the low blow. She continued to stretch himekos neck by twisting upward and swiped away the girls arms that were supporting her, to really stretch her.

"Guess this is where your tap, if your value a not broken neck." Akari smiled. "I do admire that youve been strong enough to hold out against me until now, but this is where it ends."

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This was pure aggravation. The pain far from faded, but Himeko's mind came to sharp focus at the situation. Suffering this loudmouth brat's ridicule, suffering through this surprisingly effective hold, and all the while losing the little support her arms gave her to completely turn the hold into the something torturous as her neck and spine really started to burn under the strain. Himeko was truly stuck with nowhere to go. She might not had been screaming from it, she might be keeping her voice down under gritted teeth, but she was in pain.

And as annoying as this brat's words were, she was right. It was either tap or suffer an injury she might not be able to walk away from.

So, she tapped. With a bitter expression she tapped at the canvas, hoping the girl would let her free.

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akari smiled. The girl had tapped but, she still had a statement to make, and some fun to be had.

"This is where I would normally let go, but today I'm feeling special. You've done a surprisingly good job of staying quiet during these holds, but, I don't think Ill let you go until you exercise those vocal chords of yours. I'm sure the audience wants to hear you scream, huh hime- something something?" she laughed, rudely, keeping the hold locked dead tight, and adding a tiny bit more pressure.

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*DING DING DING*

The bell had rung, giving Akari the match. It was damn annoying fact to accept, especially given the fact that Himeko was only open for punishment after a damn low blow, but at least she could get out of this damn hold, walk away from this cursed match and maybe get a drink with Nanase to bitch about it.

Except... that didn't happen.

Akari didn't let go. She didn't claim her victory just yet. No, she wanted to rub more salt in the wound, wanted to prattle on and torment the Princess just a bit more and try and break her. The hold continued as Akari was desperate for true submission, to cause suffering and refused to let go until she had more than Himeko's groans and stifled grunts. Sadistic bitch. Himeko clamped down harder, only giving the brat small grunts and pained breaths in response. Like hell she was going to just crumple and let this bitch have the satisfaction.

And the ref, to Himeko's surprise, was trying to pull Akari's arms off to free her.

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As the ref tried to pull her off, Akari finally decided to get up. She made a disgusted face, annoyed that she didn't get to do all that she wanted, but she felt that she had made a pretty good statemen with her first match, and that people now knew to take her seriously. She smirked at himeko as her defeated opponent got up.

"Like i said, Im here to stay." She crossed her arms, emphasizing her muscular biceps. The match had given her skin a golden sheen of sweat, and as the ref raised hr hand in victory, she felt elated that she had chosen to try this. This place gave her an amazing power rush and she loved every second of it.

"This is what I want to do with my life," she thought.