One match down, one more to go and she qualified for Apex, she had never fought Ryori Beck before but she remembered her as one of the many girls who decided to shit talk her on Twitter. Now she had to back up that trash talking or get her ass beat and Kyoko was going to keep up her positive record on PPV's and win going into Apex. The Belly Queen would not lose, not now of all places when she had worked so hard to reach this point, she had been dreaming of finally winning a World championship all her life she had come close so many times before but now...now she might actually get it done, she had even tried something else for tonight to give her good luck. When her music hit the Belly Queen came out to the slow starting beats of her theme and the crowd was shocked to see that when she did come out it wasn't in her usual clothes.
Instead Kyoko had a look inspired by her grandmother, she didn't think much of Ayane nowadays but she did appreciate something she could make more fitting for her, stomping down with a look of pure determination Kyoko had for some never looked more driven which was saying a lot coming from how she usually was. The Belly Queen jumped on the apron, put her hands over the middle rope and let her body lay there to give the crowd the viewing pleasure of her proud body, mainly her abs before she finally slipped into the ring to take her position. Once she was in nothing else mattered, not the crowd or the ref, she was in her own head coming up with a game plan. This match she would treat like her last Apex one, like everything was on the line...she wasn't losing this one.