Nitori Kawashiro (D) vs Yariko Kusada

[APimpNamedSlickback]

"Be unlike you, my voice is much more beautiful." Yariko sniffs, smugness in her tone is clear. But then suddenly-

"WHAT?!"
Yariko's eyes widened as she felt Nitori's legs wrapping around her throat, pulling her backward. Instinctively, she grabbed the smaller girl's ankles, trying to pry them off.

"Ack!" She choked out as Nitori's legs scissors around her neck. 'Dammit! How did we switch positions?!'

Desperately, she rolled backward, sending her off the girl's back and away from her, hoping to dislodge the girl's legs from around her neck.

[Yamamex]

As Yariko rolls backwards Nitori quickly rolls and stands up in a hurry trying to follow up on her opponent

Nitori switched her position, but this time attempts to follow it up with a head scissor properly.

"Not a smart move~ How do my legs feel?" she says while her strong legs squeeze Yariko pinning her down

[APimpNamedSlickback]

"Ack! Like...like a damn shrimp!"

Yariko coughed, her voice strained as Nitori's thighs clamped around her head like a vice. The pressure wasn't overwhelming, but it was definitely uncomfortable—and humiliating. She grabbed at the girl's legs, trying to pry them open with her fingers.

"Let go! Your legs are like a damn tourniquet!" Her face was flushed red, whether from exertion or embarrassment was unclear. 'This is so embarrassing...being trapped under THIS girl of all people!'

The crowd roared as both girls continued their back-and-forth struggle on the mat.

[Yamamex]

"Not a chance girly! You are gonna feel the full might of my strength!" Nitori clams her thighs further onto Yariko's throat, her lower body strength was her most strongest asset so she was confident she could keep this up.

"All those thing you said about me, you are going to take them back by force!" She holds herself further back to add more pressure.

[APimpNamedSlickback]

"Huff... huff..."

Her hands weakly gripped at Nitori's thick thighs, feeling the soft yet firm muscle beneath.

"A-ah! You... you fatty shrimp!" She managed to choke out between gasps for air, her face turning an even deeper shade of red. Despite the situation, a part of her brain noted how absurd it was that she was getting dominated by someone she considered below her.

Still, she's trapped with no way out. She's exhausted already, her stamina being not the best in comparison to the other freaks on the roster. She's flagging. At best, she would be knocked out if she remains stubborn.
Which is far more embarrassing defeat than tapping out.

One signal to the ref, Yariko tapped Nitori's thigh three times.

[Yamamex]

Nitori let go of Yariko's neck after feeling the three taps. She has done it, she won her first official match! Tired she waves at the crowd still sitting on the mat.

The crowd roars as the Kappa was declared the winner of this match but Nitori didn't move from the spot.

She then layed besides Yariko, both clearly tired.

"Hey..... Thanks for not holding back on me, it was a great match~" she exclaimed as she smiled at Yariko weakly but sincerely, panting and sweating from all the action

[APimpNamedSlickback]

"Hngh..."

Yariko rolled onto her stomach, coughing as she tried to catch her breath. Sweat dripped down her face, plastering strands of blonde hair to her flushed skin. That was an intense match, far different to her debut in that team fight.

Where she got taken out early.

"...Thanks," she muttered, her voice parched from exhaustion. Despite her defeat, she felt somewhat good. It was a nice fight as those freaks say—even if she lost miserably.

"Also-" Yariko then slapped Nitori on the head before rolling out of the ring, "Back at you, Shrimp." She calls out outside the ring, walking out of the arena to the showers.

She needs a shower. Stat!

[Yamamex]

"owie.... Hehe~" With the last impression of Yariko in her mind she gets up and raises her arms in victory. She grabs her cap. Puts it back on and holds her kye close to her chest.


NITORI KAWASHIRO IS THE WINNER