Excuse me, could you help me with a sparring? - I'm not man!

[Hagen-Autem]

Her sparring sessions always involve her using far too much force against her partners. Or treating them like punching bags. As if delivering as many knee strikes to the abdomen as possible, hitting their back with her knee or bending them over her shoulders were more of an emotional release than a sporting activity, which, in itself, it is. Alice has never been dishonest about that; her job is very demanding, and letting off steam is always healthy, which is why she loves wrestling.

Perhaps, all things considered, Yae is regretting not having accepted the pay she was offered. Or perhaps she is preparing to be the one to hurt the secretary for being so cruel.

To Miss Alice, it seemed to be the latter, because Yae stood up, signalling that she was going to fight, and she liked that.

She met Yae with a blocking stance, ready to take the young woman’s knee with her forearm, weather the pain and wrap her other arm around her to take her down. But things didn’t go quite that smoothly, because Yae did strike with her knee, and Alice did block it, but immediately the tomboy slipped past her, wrapped her arms around her and hugged her from behind.

The secretary could do nothing as Yae’s weight bore down on her back, wrapping her arms around her waist in a grip so tight it crushed her toned abdomen, before lifting her off the tatami floor to slam her behind them.

Yae hit her with a German suplex!

The upper part of Alice’s back, near the nape of her neck, slammed against the wooden floor; her legs buckled until they rested against her chest, leaving her bent over in the classic post-German suplex position! If Yae let her go, Alice would roll over to try to brace herself on her hands and feet and stand up, but she would barely manage to get to her knees, exposed to Yae’s revenge.