Gem Hunting (Amano vs...)

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Amano snickered at both Rinne's confusion and unbalanced state, looking her over with a wide grin and flashing eyes. "How?" She repeated in a mocking tone, taking a casual step forward as Rinne started to dart back. "Man, you really are new, aren't you?" She looked Rinne over, taking another step forward as she brought her hands up into a battle stance. "What? Do you think I couldn't match you in fist fight, Rinne-chan? That I'm some beginner wrestler who can't take a hit?" Amano chastised, giving a disappointed sigh and shake of her head. "Honestly Rinne-chan... Well, I guess that's why I'm here to help wake you from whatever you think you are." She looked in Rinne with a sly grin.

"Alright, Oni-senpai's gonna' teach you a bit of LAW combat!" Amano rolled her shoulders to loosen up, then rose her hands in a karate stance with one open palm forward and a fist pulled back around her torso. "Lesson One, learning to trade hits!" At that statement, she took a large step forward, thrusting both her shoulder and back arm forward as she twisted her hips for a punch that truly put all of her body's momentum into the strike, aimed right below Rinne's chest at her solar plexus.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Rinne clenched her teeth while watching her opponent copy it, she did not expect this wrestler to be as strong, especially in her field of predilection. She had to think about another strategy, she was not going to win just by giving in blows, she had to know in priority the style of her opponent... But her anger prevented her from thinking correctly, they saw Amano’s words as provocations.

"News?... You really ask me that when you like to humiliate and harass the newcomers in this kind of match ?"

She was confused, how her opponent could be so cruel to her, and the other new wrestlers who came before her, considering this kind of humiliating match as a lesson. Learn to trade hits? What a good joke! Rinne knew how to do this, she was the best to make the blows she suffered, often stronger than what she cashed.

"Don’t make fun of me!"

Rinne lowered her guard when she saw the position of the oni, that of a karateka. She was not advantaged, karate was the best fighting style to return the blows but she was not going to refuse this challenge. She even had a rather simple plan.

She let herself take the blow voluntarily while preparing her body to receive a blow but the blow was so strong that she spit pain following the impact under her chest. This blow had just taken her breath away for a good second before making her gasp in pain.

"Uggh...! Ngggghaaaaaargh!"

She clenched her teeth and clenched her fists with all her might, looking at her opponent with a look determined to return the favor, in worse. She advanced towards her adversary, looking attentively at her guard, She then lowered herself to give a punch to the liver of her opponent to make her lower her guard then to follow with an uppercut while straightening up to add her weight during her shot.

"EAT !... THIS !"

That was her plan, to hit twice as hard as she got.

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Amano's fist dug deep into Rinne's core, and the sight of her convulsing and struggling at her grinning like mad. How long had it been since she got such a fun reaction out of punching someone? Counters were always fun, but giving some hard hits had its thrills as well. Rinne was definitely proving to be a fun opponent so far. The crowd jeered and showed their displeasure at the Demon's brutality, but she paid it little mind. No, the crowd didn't matter right now, what mattered was the young girl that took that punch fully knowing how bad it'd hurt.

Amano's eyes focused on Rinne, licking her lips as she rose marched forward. She was tough. Real tough. That hit would had taken out a weaker rookie. Hell, punches like that was the Demon's go-to for taking down middleweights. She was curious now. Curious about the blow Rinne would give in turn. Amano waited, her stance leveled and centered. Rinne didn't run away from her punch and neither would she.

"G-Guuuugh...!" The liver blow that came had the Demon double over, clutching her stomach as saliva leaked out of her jaw. Her staggered back for a moment, and she grit her teeth to keep herself from drooling. Yeah... that was the punch of a boxer alright. "Gngh!" And the uppercut that followed had her stagger back in earnest, seeing stars as the loud cheers of the crowd muffled for a moment. Amano's eyes rolled back, and she centered herself back on her feet after the world came back into focus.

"Ehehehe~" The giggles she let out were manic, looking over Rinne with renewed fervor. "Yeah..." She said, wiping the saliva from her lips. "Just like that, Rinne-chan!" She rush forward, a fist cocked back as she dived down on a knee to shoot out a low punch to Rinne's gut once again.

[Bearhug Goddess]

Rinne became a wrestler in spite of herself, her way of fighting and thinking in no way resembled that of a wrestler and focusing only on strikes was the very source of all her defeats. But despite this, she did not give up, remaining faithful to her fighting style in which she thought she excelled before meeting Amano.

Amano's blows were as powerful as her own but her body was more robust than Rinne's. The Frenchwoman thought she had given the masked woman in front of her a blow after hitting her liver and then inflicting a full uppercut on her, but that was not the case. She could clearly see her opponent suffering and drooling between several moans and sighs of pain, but the demoness remained standing and erased all signs of pain in an instant.

"What ?..."

It was a first for the Frenchwoman, no one had managed to stay standing after this painful sequence, even she was convinced that she would end up on the ground if she received these blows. This shock stunned hre for several seconds, enough for her guard to drop and Amano took the opportunity to give her another belly punch, head on.

“Gaaaarghhh...!!!”

The French woman took several steps back and bent down and held her stomach with her left arm before leaning forward slightly. She growled slightly in pain and rage at seeing herself being weak to someone else while fighting in HER domain and HER fighting style. Rinne couldn't afford to lose again but she couldn't continue fighting in this state, she had to recover some strength before resuming her attacks and finding a plan to defeat the demoness.

"How?.. How can you stay up after my punches ?!..."

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Amano's grin was wide and wild as her fist dug into the soft flesh of her striker opponent. The reaction she got, the recoil Rinne made as she doubled over and growled in frustration and pain just had the Demon's heart soar high. There it was, the look she was waiting for, yearning for. The anger, the confusion, and despair. She took it all in, slowly rising over her opponent and running a hand through her horned pigtail, letting out a breath, a mix of exhaustion and annoyance. This boxer really was getting frazzled by the sight of someone taking her punches. Honestly, Amano had the same reaction when Eirina shook off her own liver blow back in her matches against the Frau Doctor. But now the situation was flipped and she could see how it looked from the other side. Well... Amano didn't really whine about it as much, but still.

"Man Rinne-chan, you sure like asking that. 'How? How? Hoooow?'" She said, her last words in a mocking octave of Rinne's voice. "But fine. I'll show you how." Her expression turned more critical, examining Rinne like should a Young Lioness during her sparring sessions at the gym, a judging, harsh glare that sharpened further thanks to her black and yellow eyes.

Then, Amano undid the sash of her top and stripped down, showing the sarashi wraps underneath holding her small breasts together and revealing her stomach, namely the blackening bruises at her stomach and torso where Rinne punched her. The crowd let out a quiet gasp, but Amano paid it little mind. She let Rinne see the damage she did, the rather ugly welts that would clear not go away after a day or two, and something that still pulsed with pain as Amano sharp gaze remained focused and unchanging. And after a few more seconds Amano then closed her top, retying the sash.

"You ever hear about Kyokushin, Rinne-chan? It's a form of karate with a lot of focus on pretty hardcore sparring, taking and giving gut shots until you fall over from either pain or exhaustion." She explained drily. "And it's something I've been taking for over four years along with Aikido. I know how to handle a punch to the liver." She pointed at Rinne. "And I don't use it in most matches because you'd be clutching your gut like you are now and people would start calling 'Akan-chan' behind my back. Plus, it's kinda' boring to me. Nothing fun about beating up someone with punches." She gave a shrug at that. "More importantly..." She gave Rinne a disappointed look, lips pursed and eyes narrowing further. "Did you think you were the only martial artist in LAW, Rinne-chan? The only punch-girl? The only one to try knocking me out with a gut shot? You're the first boxer I've fought in the ring, but not the only one." She shook her head, taking a few steps back. "It's not my fault you all keep assuming people can't match you in your element just because you throw me off a little." With that last bit said she started to lean against the ropes, her lecture done as she waited for her opponent to collect themselves.

[Bearhug Goddess]

A feeling of unease ran through the body of the French woman who began to doubt her own abilities when seeing the demoness in front of her. She, who excelled in kickboxing and had a keen sense of justice, had just run into a wall, a wall called Amano. Several feelings began to run through Rinne's heart as Amano mocked her, revealed herself and pointed out Rinne's greatest weakness, her mind. Anger, sadness, fear and frustration invaded the heart of the French woman who slowly stood up after Amano finished her explanations, her speaking time was long enough for Rinne to recover from her injuries.

"It's frustrating.."

Rinne lowered her head, digesting everything that had just happened to her. She wasn't necessarily very good at wrestling but she managed to pass the selection tests to avoid being a Young Lionness. Unfortunately, her career as a wrestler was not as successful as expected and the Frenchwoman was never able to win a match. However, something motivated her and pushed her to improve, that of protecting people from bad people, and that's why she climbed into that ring tonight, to protect a new recruit from this demon that is Amano. Rinne was still convinced that her opponent was the type of person who sought to humiliate new wrestlers and she did not intend to let her do so, even if she risked being extremely hurt, she would give everything to beat the demon in front of her.

"..But I won't give up !"

Rinne sighed lightly and stood up straight and showed a determined look. She would give everything she had to beat Amano, even if she was less powerful, durable and trained than her opponent. She noticed that Amano had her back to the rope, which meant she would have trouble backing down if Rinne attacked her head-on. She didn't waste any more time and threw herself at her opponent running with her fists clenched and a serious look. This time, Rinne was ready to go all out and inflicted new wounds on the demoness's body. She was getting dangerously close to her opponent, slightly raising her fists to make it seem like she was going to throw another punch but suddenly stopped running, using her momentum to spin around and raise her foot, looking to execute a Roundhouse kick to Amano's face.

"AND I WON'T LOSE TO YOU !!"