L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

Alex basically went unconscious after that body splash from Katsumi, she could not even tell she was being pinned at the moment, Katsumi had completely outclassed her in the ring.

2!

3!

On this day, it was clear that Katsumi was the cooler one of the two wrestlers.

Katsumi's head nods with each count, her bangs feathering with the motion.

Feeling no resistance from Alex beneath her isn't surprising. People don't kick out of that move. That just doesn't happen. It's an abdominal destroyer - wrecking the core muscles needed to resist. And the Punk Princess revels in it. It's why she so confidently, so brazenly remains lying across the other girl's stomach after the hit, to feel whatever twinge or strain beneath her, to feel each breath.

Limp and unconscious? That works, too.

The referee slaps the mat a third and final time before lifting to her knees and waving an arm, signaling the bell.

DING! DING! DING!

"Your winner by pinfall! KATSUMI! The PUNK! PRINCESS! OSHIIIIROOO!," calls the announcer, much to the surprising uproarious cheer of the audience.

She's definitely not the nice girl people rally behind. She's not the sweet smile people fall for. But sometimes, sometimes, the audience wants to see that savage dominance on display. Katsumi won't question it - she'll just savor the moment for what it's worth.

She holds the position over Alex for several seconds longer, smiling wickedly to the camera while holding the girl's leg aloft, body sealed to body like a predator claiming prey. But eventually, she eases Alex's leg down to the mat again and tilts her head to look back towards Alex's face over her shoulder.

"Hey!," she calls over the static cheer of the audience. "You good? Did I make up for earlier~?" There's a little playful tease lacing her tone, recalling Alex chastising her for being distracted earlier in the match.