Doing this is something she will always say that she is glad that management came to her and decided to give her the job of watching and helping train the next generation of female wrestlers, making sure that all of them live up to the legacy of such great wrestlers who set the bar during their peak eras and the new girls will take that bar and go farther than any others have done in the past.
Now if only the girls under her care would see things like that, as she finishes putting on her crop top after bathing to start off her day as dorm mother... which is just her checking in on all the girls and making sure no fighting, sexual lewd acts, or anything that would have them kicked out of the program is not allowed while on her watch. As she walks down to the shared kitchen to start making breakfast for the girls to all eat, one thing that Osamu can pat herself on the back is she knows how to cook from traveling around the world learning new things from every country she went to.
After two hours of cooking the meal for the girls are done... stacks of Belgian waffles, scrambled eggs, thick maple wood smoked bacon, sausage links, toasts, fresh fruits, and to drink orange juice and the evil little blond terror herself Horchata and Fartons that she learned how to make from watching a cooking channel. Popping her shoulder muscles and starts to stretch now having to do the worse job of being dorm mother...Walking the girls up to get them to eat and then do either training or whatever they do with their teachers who are training them.
Walking upstairs to the first floor and past the shared living room...where the broken window and t. v still hasn't been fixed yet. And knocks on the first door she sees... 'Time to get up already. We got a busy day... food done, now hurry up inside.'
