Irene Kanzaki was getting ready at the backstage. She was in her usual attire, a tied up white shirt revealing her defined but feminine abs, a one-legged jean to reveal the entirety of her leg up to her butt cheek and a matching jacket.
“Irene… the sword… It is not allowed…” her manager was warning her as it was nearly the time for her to make her appearance. Her opponent’s theme music could be heard from there and once it was over it was her turn.
“Okay… okay. I was not taking it.” She sighed. It was a rather important item for her. She took it over from her granddad when he was in his death bed. She lifted the sword and hold it against her forehead,
“Okay grandpa, give me the strength to win my first match.” She believed in the phrase,
“The first impressions are the most lasting.” Hence, she knew she had to win this match, giving everyone a good first impression.
Her opponent Kyoko Akan was said to be quite a worthy opponent herself, she even had occupied the prestigious belly belt and was named belly queen because of that. Despite that, she was quite confident in her abilities and would use them accordingly to test the woman’s strength first hand.
Once her theme song started to play, she made her move, making her first ever entrance. With a stern face, she walked down the ramp towards the ring then to move inside the ring floor. She didn’t really care about the mixed reactions coming from the spectators. She was in her usual serious looking mood and she would allow nothing to distract her attention. Kyoko was there, waiting for her in her corner. She didn’t seem to be friendly either but mostly irate. Without any trace of greetings whatsoever, she went to her own corner.