Victory conditions: pinfall, submisson, knockout, disqualification
"Can I ask you something?" Victoria's voice sounded, breaking the deathly silence in the locker room.
"You already did," Itone said, finishing her warm-up. "But, yes, you can."
"You're only twenty-two years old, you haven't even graduated from university," the manager adjusted her glasses, knowing that this question would not please her ward. "Isn't it too risky for your parents to trust you to run the company?"
When Itone turned her head and her blue eyes fixed on the brunette, Victoria felt as if she had been doused with a bucket of ice water. The strangest thing was that there was no anger or irritation in Itone's gaze. However, the white-haired woman seemed to be looking through Victoria and because of this, the manager felt uncomfortable.
"My sister and I are not like most," it seemed that with every word of Itone, the air temperature dropped. "Of course our parents wouldn't let us run the company if there was even the slightest chance that we would... hmmm... screw up." Itone finished her warm-up and got to her feet, walking to the locker. "However, they started preparing us for this literally right after we learned to speak." The Japanese woman took her kitsune mask and the kendo stick. "Every member of the Hidesato family is responsible for the honor of the family, someone more, someone less, my sister and I have the honor to become the first and second heiress of the Hidesato family, and we will do everything that is required to ensure that our family remains great, whether it's running a company or winning on the ring." Itone took a deep breath and for a moment it seemed to Victoria that the white-haired woman was not completely sincere with her. "Did I answer your question, Victoria-san?"
"Yes, more than..." The manager tilted her head slightly, as if trying to figure out what Itone had hidden from her.
"Then it's time for me to go."
The Japanese woman bowed to her manager and left the locker room. Heading down the long corridor, Itone caught herself thinking that she felt a little uncomfortable because her sister was not there. She certainly wasn't a little girl and didn't need her older sister to hold her hand. However, when Yaone wasn't around, she always felt as if someone had cut off a large piece of her. Still, she should have gotten used to it, because despite the fact that they intended to work as a team in the first place, Itone clearly understood that there would be no less solo matches in her career.
Entering the waiting room, the white-haired woman stopped in front of the curtains. Even being completely calm, she felt some excitement before the match. The responsibility on her shoulders was too heavy, because this match will definitely be seen by her whole family. So today she has to defend Hidesato's honor alone. The Japanese woman put on her kitsune mask. It's time to prove that even without her sister, she is able to bring honor to her family.
Entrance Music
Entrance Attire
Her music began and at the same time snow began to fall at the top of the ramp. Gusts of wind appeared, turning the snowflakes into a real blizzard for a moment. It was at this moment that Itone came out from behind the curtains. Taking hold of her kendo stick with both hands, she forcefully lowered the sharp end to the floor, causing a loud bang to resound through the arena.
Being greeted with applause, the White Swan reached for her mask and shifted it to the side, revealing her face to the audience. Itone literally exuded cold and a confident smile on her face only enhanced this effect. The white-haired woman began to descend the ramp, approaching the ring. Despite the fact that her face practically did not express emotions, she actually liked the fact that thousands of eyes were riveted on her at that moment.
Climbing up the metal steps, the White Swan slipped between the middle and top rope, and then with a confident step headed to the center of the ring. She pulled her belt and then, stopping, unbuttoned the clasp just below her neck. At the same moment, her dress, belt and metal plates slid down, allowing the audience to see her one-piece wrestling swimsuit.
Attire
Accepting the last cheers, Itone placed the kendo stick on her shoulder, then clenched her left fist and pressed it to her chest. There was nothing but confidence in her eyes and she wanted everyone to see it the moment her music came to an end.
The Japanese woman bowed to the referee and then handed her a mask and the kendo stick so that the striped shirt could take care of this and her entrance attire. With a barely noticeable smile on her face, Itone headed to her corner, where she intended to warm up the muscles slightly again by stretching her arms. Now, she was back in the ring, the desire, which literally eclipsed her mind in the first match, returned to her. She longed to win.