Berserk Gym Training Session

[Arjuna]

Misaki kept slamming Mizuki, but even she was aware that it became monotonous after a while. When Mizuki asked if she got other types of slam, Misaki thought about it for a bit before she answered Mizuki's question.

"Well, I could try using them, but they would be more painful."

After saying that, Misaki would pick Mizuki up again and slam her down again, adding one more slam in the count, making it 51st slam so far. She started to feel the strain from constantly moving, but Misaki had endured much worse before.

[ragaz]

Mizuki wasn't sure whether asking for something else was a good idea, but it was soon apparent that having a variety of slams had its pros and cons. The cons were that most of them were more painful than the standard one. The pros were that Mizuki nkept landing on different parts of her body, distributing the damage instead of taking all of it on her back.

"Ghuuh! Aagh! Aaack! Ghhkk!" Mizuki kept falling on her shoulders, on her side, on her front, on her back, sometimes on her ass, but never on her head. Misaki was careful about that. "Uughnn... I can do this..." Now with her whole body in pain, the last few slams were going to be a real struggle. "5 more to go..." It took a minute for Mizuki to get up. Maybe Misaki was trying to hide it, but even a dazed Mizuki could see the toll Misaki was taking.
Regardless, Mizuki still flew a 96th time right away. "Gghhagh!"

[Arjuna]

Misaki tried her best to not show it, but the constant movements made her muscles ache, but she would keep going, especially now that they were about to reach the end. Her face was red from exertion, but she didn't stop, and she would proceed with the 97th, 98th and 99th slams.

"Hahhh!!!"

Misaki yelled out at the last slam, body slamming Mizuki for the 100th time. At this point, her body felt like it was burning, and she staggered back, moving backwards before getting her back on the turnbuckle. She then draped her arms over the top ropes to keep herself steady as she breathed heavily.

[ragaz]

"just a little more, rrrghh!" Mizuki grunted out as she was standing up, shaking after the 99th time she got put down.
"This is it, the last one!" Mizuki let out, declaring as well as psyching herself up. After coming this far, there was absolutely no way she was going to fail in the last one, no matter how much her body ached nor how much stamina got slammed out of her. "Give me your best shot, Misaki San!" Mizuki exclaimed as the ace came and picked her up again. Misaki was even screaming as she slammed the rookie down mercilessly, the heavy novice even bouncing a little off the mat. "Ghhaaaaaghhck!!" Mizuki's body arched from the back pain but she rolled onto her hands and knees. "I can do this, hhhgghaaah!!" She shouted as she first put one foot down and the pushed herself up to her feet.

"I did it..." Wobbly as she was, Mizuki was standing. "Heheh... I guess it was as much of a test for you as it was for me, huh?" Mizuki asked when she saw a sweaty and out of breath senpai leaning against the corner. "Maybe a short break?" Mizuki would suggest what was probably obvious. "By the way, do you have some water here? I feel like I've crossed a desert"

[Arjuna]

And with that, the one hundred body slams had been completed. Misaki's body felt sore from the constant movements and mustering, and she could use a moment to rest. She moved towards the opposite corner, leaning against it as she tried to catch her breath.

"Fuuh..." Wiping her sweaty forehead, she listened to Mizuki's words before she responded, "Yeah, it's a test for myself as well. By the way, congratulations. You passed the test. And sure, we better drink first before we can continue with more workouts," she said before she made her exit from the ring, looking to get some drinks from the cooler for herself and for Mizuki.

[ragaz]

Mizuki was hunched forward, hands on her knees and she was panting, obviously. But she did it, no one could say otherwise. She was now officially the great Misaki's pupil. She was tired, but she was already excited to continue, to finally learn something, the ways to utilize her strength effectively. Mizuki was fantasizing like a little kid while Misaki was away.

Several moments later, Mizuki was welcoming Mizuki with a happy smile, who was walking with two bottles of water.

[Arjuna]

Misaki came back to Mizuki, bringing two bottles of water with her. "Here you go." She gave one of the bottles to Mizuki before she uncapped the bottle and started drinking it. "Aahhh..." She sighed, feeling refreshed after drinking from the bottle.

"By the way, I want to ask you something," Misaki then looked at Mizuki. "You used to be an Olympian athlete, right? Why did you choose to wrestle?" She asked. "Did you quit being an Olympian?"

[ragaz]

Right now, water was more valuable than gold for Mizuki, so when Misaki handed her a bottle of cold water, she felt like her consciousness reached nirvana. Thanks! Mizuki quickly ripped the cap off the bottle and drank viciously from the bottle, some water pouring down the sides of her face. She gulped down more than half a bottle in one go before she was satisfied. whooh... Nothing like a cold bottle after a workout!

The two ladies caught their breath before Misaki came in with a big question. Mizuki took a couple moments to put her words into place. I think it mostly has to do with my personality... I'm the kind of person who sets their eyes on something, a goal and goes all in on it, full tryhard mode until I reach that goal. Then I set my eyes on something else. Same thing over and over again. Like at first, I've set my eyes on the medals for sprinting. Trained hard like hell and won the gold medal. Then i've set my eyes on vaulting, practiced for that night and day and i've won another gold medal. Then I've set my eyes on track and field, which is basically multiple sports in one. I've got a gold medal in that as well. Now I've got hooked on wrestling, but that seems like it will be my personal Mt. Everest. So yeah, I don't plan on participating in Olympics or anything else in near future, not until I reach gold in wrestling at the very least!! Mizuki felt as if she was pumping herself up as she talked. My shortcoming of skill in the ring was far greater than I've enticipated and I'm willing to go any distance to remove that shortcoming! I'm always taking notes of my shortcomings/weaknesses and I go full tunnel vision on it until I fix it, so please Misaki-san, don't hesitate to let me know of any shortcomings that you notice!

Anyway, how about you, Misaki-San? What's your story?

[Arjuna]

Misaki listened to Mizuki's story, nodding her head as she did so. She had to admit how impressive Mizuki was. Of course, she would need more polishing as a wrestler, and she had experience in coaching wrestlers. She still remembered that time when she personally trained her past protege, Sakura Hagiwara. She was some kind of sink or swim mentor, where her training could be harsh, but she was also fair. And she aimed to do the same to Mizuki here.

When Mizuki asked her about her story, Misaki gave it some thoughts first before she started, "Well, it's a public thing at this point, really, but you know, before I became a professional wrestler, I was a pop idol. You know, the dancing and singing one." She smiled sheepishly as she recalled her time as a pop idol. "When I started out, I was a bit atrocious in wrestling, but my mentor, Jackal Tojo, was the one who trained me how to wrestle. From there, I started to improve tremendously, and before I knew it, everyone started calling me the Ace of Berserk."

Misaki finished her drink. "So, you want more time to rest? Before we start for real, let me warn you that I can be pretty strict as a couch."

[ragaz]

"pop idol, huh? With your level of skill I was expecting some wrestling background..." After a bit of a pause, Mizuki's eyes would light up and raise her fists to chest level, not as a fighting stance, but more a gesture of joy. "Then that means I could become as good as you one day as well, right?!"

When Misaki suggested some rest, Mizuki only needed a moment, mostly just to finish her bottle. Water was really doing wonders for the athlete. "Ahhh..." She finished the bottle and placed it near the corner. "If strictness was what made you so good, then I'm ready for anything, coach! By the way, what will we be doing..?"