Victory conditions: pinfall, submission, knockout, disqualification
"You have more free time than your sister," Victoria said, without taking her eyes off the documents with the schedule of her wards. "It's amazing, considering that you both have so much responsibility than I've ever seen in my life."
Yaone chuckled softly. Yes, there was nothing to argue about, her beloved younger sister really didn't have a single minute of free time. The white-haired woman took her hand fan from the locker and then closed it. Turning to face the manager, she smiled slightly.
"There are three reasons for this," she said cheerfully. "She still hasn't graduated from university, she has a completely different approach to managing our company and she tries to be the perfect heiress of the Hidesato family."
"Don't you?" The brunette asked reasonably, looking up at Yaone.
"I will do whatever it takes to keep the Hidesato family great," the Japanese woman said in a slightly more serious tone. "But unlike my sister, I don't believe that for this I have to give up everything I like, that's why I find free time for myself."
Victoria nodded approvingly and received a nod in return, after which Yaone left the locker room and headed down a long corridor. She caught herself thinking that Itone would surely find Victoria's questions somewhat offensive. However, Yaone wasn't going to blame their manager for being curious. Her younger sister is too used to the fact that everyone from their environment expresses respect to them and does not ask a question.
Entering the waiting room, the white-haired woman stopped in front of the curtains. Solo debut. She'd be lying if she said her heart was beating steadily. No, she felt anticipation. She and her sister had already debuted as a team some time ago. And not so long ago, Itone got her own solo debut. But now it was her turn. She had heard about the woman she was going to face today. A heavyweight with very big ambitions. Just like Yaone herself. At this thought, her lips stretched into a smile and she put on her kitsune mask.
"Let the game begin!" She told herself.
Entrance Music
Entrance Attire
Along with the start of her music, snow began to fall at the top of the ramp. Gracefully and smoothly, the White Peafowl came out from behind the curtains. Stopping, she opened her hand fan and waved it at the same moment when the first high chord sounded in her music. Thanks to this, the wind appeared at the top of the ramp, turning the falling snow into a real blizzard.
Greeted with loud applause, Yaone touched her mask and shifted it to the side, lighting up the audience with a wide smile. As she headed down the ramp, the difference between her and her sister became clear. Itone always exuded cold, while Yaone seemed to exude warmth. And although so far she has not earned too great a reaction from the audience, at that moment hundreds of admiring glances were riveted to her.
The White Peafowl climbed the metal steps and slipped between the middle and top rope. When she reached the center of the ring, she playfully covered part of her face with her hand fan. Her blue eyes flashed and she pulled the ties on her wide belt. With a quick movement, she unbuttoned the clasp just below her neck, after which her dress, belt and metal plates fell off.
Attire
The audience gasped loudly when they saw her one-piece swimsuit, emphasizing her toned muscular body. Because of their reaction, the smile on the Japanese woman's face became even wider. She waved her hand fan once more, and then bent her right arm at the elbow, flexing her muscles. Yes, she definitely liked the attention she got.
Accepting the last applause, Yaone greeted the referee and handed her the mask and the hand fan so that the striped shirt would take care of it and her entrance attire. The White Peafowl headed to her corner and jumped excitedly on her toes several times. She could feel the excitement running through her veins. She had no doubt that she would have to put in a lot of effort today. And although her family's reputation was at stake in the first place, in fact, something else was much more important to her. If she wanted to reach the top, then she needed to make a loud statement. And there is hardly a louder statement than winning the first solo match. That was her goal today.



