Yuki Kazikura vs. Honoka Kobayashi

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For Yuki, time seemed to pass by in slow motion. But she was caught up in a haze of emotions. Embarrassment, perhaps, but also anger - and then, the excitement that came from freeing herself from Honoka's grasp, and being left in the perfect position for a counter-attack! Every move she made seemed to build toward a crescendo. First, as she jerked her body up and out of Honoka's clutches, then as she threw her arms around her waist, and lastly, as she threw the girl upward and over, swinging her over her shoulders and headfirst into the mat!

With the impact shaking the ring, Yuki dug her heels into the canvas, holding the position bent over backward with Honoka folded over. She could have held it a little longer and gone for the pin here, if she so wanted. The referee came closer to see if Honoka's shoulders were against the canvas, but before a single count could be made, Yuki abruptly released her hold. She wasn't content with the match ending now. She had other things in mind!

Straightening herself to her feet, Yuki wasted no time in running across the ring and into the ropes. She threw her body against them, turning back around to slingshot herself back toward the fallen Honoka. As she came running back with blinding speed, Yuki jumped up, preparing to slam herself down onto Honoka with a senton to leave herself seated atop the pink-haired girl.

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Honoka was still processing everything as she lay flat - her body jerking from Yuki's counter, as her arms and legs came outstretched. Spread eagle with her face to the sky, heavy bust rising and falling as she tried to refill her lungs, Honoka could simply not comprehend what was transpiring. She had tried her damnedst with that smother, and swore for a moment she felt Yuki outright sag and turn limp.

How was the match still going? And against her favour, of all things.

Honoka couldn't figure it out. And the fact she lay there, flat as could be with no wise thought to her head, left her the definition of vulnerable. A prime landing pad if you will for the returning Yuki, who had not only opted to kick out her legs as to leave her frame coming entirely down on Honoka's front, but intended to stay there! Her soft rear planted firmly on Honoka's frame, as the pinkette mewled and gasped from the painful impact!

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Even though Yuki had been brought to the brink of passing out in Honoka's embrace, as soon as she escaped from the smother, she knew it was on! There was too much at stake for Yuki to allow things to end this way. If she passed out or submitted, it would be a humiliating loss, and one she knew she could never live down. But through sheer force of will, Yuki refused to let that happen, and it was through that refusal that she was able to summon the strength she needed! The dark-haired girl took off running with agility that didn't seem as though it should be coming out of someone who had nearly been smothered into unconsciousness a moment ago, hopping onto the ropes and gaining the altitude to come crashing down on top of Honoka.

For a moment, Yuki stopped to catch her breath. She leaned forward, brushing some hair out of her eyes as she turned back around to look at her opponent. But Yuki didn't intend to leave a break in the action for too long - she needed to keep up the pressure on Honoka, lest she think for a moment she was in the clear! Holding the mounted position, Yuki clenched her teeth and drew back a fist to swing a punch straight for Honoka's face! If that hit, she would follow it up with another, and then another! She struck with blinding speed, her blows pointed and direct. It seemed she was on a mission!

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Flat to her back with need of air and time to think, Honoka was outright denied the latter whilst only partially succeeding in gaining the former, as her foe clambered atop of her to escalate things just a touch! With hard strikes, nonetheless!

Seldom use to outright being hit, both because of her background in general and the opponents she often faced, Honoka had no chance! With no skill on her end in the world of striking, save for the few she implored in her finishing combination, she could but cover up! Arms across her face and at times her chest, with shrieks coming from the pinkette throughout the combination! For she found next to no success in defending herself, with the rate of Yuki's fists finding their home some in the crowd asked why she'd even bothered trying to cover up in the first place!

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Yuki flailed her fists in any direction she could reach in, buffeting Honoka's face and body with blows from all directions. Her teeth clenched and her eyes narrowed, her sights set dead on making sure Honoka couldn't possibly get back up. Even as the pink-haired girl did her best to defend herself from the relentless assault, it didn't matter to Yuki. She was striking fast and hard enough to well make up for it, and even when some of her fists met Honoka's palms or forearms instead of their intended target, she didn't care. Too many more were landing for her to be too bothered by it.

While many of Yuki's fans were cheering for her to win, a few looked on in silence. Such an outburst of ferocity was uncharacteristic for the girl, who had always been soft-spoken, demure, and a careful strategist - yet here, she seemed to be possessed with a berserker rage, letting the punches fall where they may. Had Honoka truly upset her that much to deserve this?

In any case, Yuki would soon find herself unable to keep this up any longer. Her fatigue catching up to her, she stopped and panted for breath, with her arms dangling at her sides. If Honoka was feeling fresher, it would be a good moment for her to counter-attack, but after Yuki's barrage, she would be lucky if she could will herself to stand! Assuming that Honoka would be sufficiently stunned, Yuki rose to her feet. After getting her bearings, she would bend down to wrap her arm around Honoka's head and guide her up too, and there, she would take off running for the ropes, with a facelocked Honoka in tow. She had plans for when she reached her destination...

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Honoka, needless to say, was done for. How close she came to smothering Yuki out of it was irrelevant. She could barely stand. Let alone fight back.

Feeling a redness fall on her entire body, least of all her cheeks, Honoka mewled out as she was gripped by the slowly rising Yuki. She could take solace in the fact her foe was moving slowly from exertion, but that was about it. Honoka was rising against her will, and she was soon enough snagged. And that was simply fact!

Her hands to Yuki's hips as she came to her feet, they'd slip off repeatedly time and time again as Yuki made her moves. With speed thrust upon her, Yuki would have to be quick in whichever assault she had planned for the stacked pinkette - given that to say Honoka right now was akin to quivering jelly was a understatement! For even a small breeze would knock her down now!

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Yuki, too, was facing an uphill battle in terms of bringing herself to move. She was stiff and sore, and if the exertion of the match hadn't done enough of that to her already, the fact that she was so close to passing out against Honoka's prodigious chest had. But unlike Honoka, Yuki had the force of will on her side. It didn't matter to her that she ached, or that her legs felt heavy under her. Yuki knew one thing, and it was that she wanted to win. And it was that that was carrying her on toward victory! For now, she could forget the exhaustion or the pain, as long as she knew she was this close to winning it all!

With Honoka being so rattled from the volley of punches Yuki had unleashed on her, the brunette felt all the better about her chances. Though Honoka tried to stabilize her grasp on Yuki, she would barely register the contact between them, as she carried her opponent to the ropes, her arm secured around her head. With the last gasps of strength in her, Yuki mounted the ropes, dragging Honoka up after her, before she secured her head tighter and did a backflip off the top to drive the pink-haired girl into the mat with her finishing move, the Shiranui!

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Honoka might have been pinned following the brutal beat down upon the canvas, it wouldn't have mattered. She was done.

Her cheeks red raw, breathing laboured, the near victory she felt a few minutes ago felt to be years ago now. Hands to Yuki's hips, they would slide off yet still thanks to both the massive fatigue of the pinkette and the noted level of sticky sweat between the two. Had she had some wits about her, she might have tried for a lock of Yuki's body.

But even Honoka, in her pained, agonised state, knew such a motion would be the definition of pointless.

Forced to clamber up the turnbuckle, her eyes barely open for any of that rise, what happened next to the busty pinkette was all but a blur. Hooked in a manner she couldn't comprehend, with Yuki at first putting herself in the riskier position of the two, Honoka felt motion thrust back onto her yet again as Yuki fell back. Naturally, pulling the pinkette in tow.

Brought down to earth with her shoulders and upper back leading the charge, the pinkette was near enough knocked out. Her eyes rolling, mouth agape, Yuki was free to claim her victory in whatever way she sought fit on the done-for beauty. Hell, had she merely pulled away and rose to her feet, she would have won from Honoka being out cold...

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For Yuki, it had been one swift motion after another. She got Honoka up to the top rope, her arm locked in place around her head. Though the pink-haired girl tried to resist, it barely registered on Yuki's radar. She was already in motion - and as she sprung off the ropes, flipping herself through the air, there was nowhere to go but down, bringing her opponent with her!

Even when the two wrestlers hitting the mat were young female lightweights, the momentum and force of Yuki's descent was still well enough to shake the ring beneath her! Honoka, being on the bottom position, was set to absorb the aftershocks. And Yuki, still high off the adrenaline rushing through her veins, was still eager and ready to go. Her heart pumping, she knew just what to do next. Yuki was quick to push herself up to her hands and knees before she snared Honoka's leg, pulling it back to pin her shoulders to the mat. So too, the referee fell at her side, slapping a hand against the canvas with each count.

"One! Two! THREE!"

Just like that, the bell had rung. Yuki got off of Honoka, sinking back to her knees as she took some slow, labored pants to catch her breath. But then, a smile crossed her face, and she stood up from her opponent. She dusted herself off and she stretched to work some kinks out of her joints, but she still smiled - the smile of a winner.

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Once more, Honoka had lost. She had her moments in this match-up, moments where victory seemed but a few seconds away. But didn't she always?

It was rare for Honoka to be outright squashed in her matches, without at least some resistance from the pinkette, but what did it matter? She couldn't follow-up, and she was always a good few steps behind.

Such thoughts ran through Honoka's head as she lay there, flat to her back with her eyes wide and mouth agape. There was little else to do on the pinkette except lay where she was. Any effort to do otherwise may have resulted in the pinkette bursting into tears...

Winner By Pinfall: Yuki Kazikura