L.A.W. - League of Anime Wrestling

If Takao and Aoki clashed when the former was in her older days, how would the end result have turned out? The submission specialist didn't change up her style heavily but she was perhaps a bit more merciful back then, so the final curtain would been more dignifying. Having a unique flavour and dedication kept Takao at a distance, but sadly not enough.

The raven fighter didn't have too many qualms since any damage inflicted on the bluenette would fade after a brief check-up. Even she had to admit there was potential in this indie sensation, but Aoki can only reach new heights with proper training. When time is kind to both of them, they will meet again, but it might be in a gym as opposed to ring. One thing for sure was the younger wrestler having some confidence left.

That still didn't save Aoki from being victim to Takao's leg massage. Their interlocked bodies shining like silver. A physically satisfying experience followed as the older woman kneaded her partner's skin, gently squashing it down to place. "Go on...you can chirp as well. I won't stop you." Offering Aoki to let down her pride so they can both feel fresh mentally and physically. After she was done, the only thing Miss Okimoto could witness was a bare body surrounded by scraps. Becoming ultimately satisfied by the end results, she separated their bodies and returned to her two legs. "Apologies if that leotard was important to you. Farewell for now." Takao one last time, confirming their time together wasn't anything but pleasant. Turning around and sliding out the ring through the bottom rope, the Seaside representative marched to backstage with a head held high despite damaged clothing.

The purple fighter only came here for competition and nothing else. She told herself no matter how her matches turn out to be won't change her love for it. Win or lose. But she couldn't help but feel a little somber about this defeat. She knew she tried her best more than anything before, but still fell short. The relentless attacks caught her off guard each time, forcing her to think on her feet. But her opponent has more wit, getting the better of her at every clash.

Still, the girl before her tried to soothe her. This might have been the best treatment she had been given post-match. As most of her opponents in her defeats usually rub salt to the wounds or slap their wins over her on her face. Soon, the bluenette let out moans after moans as her flabby body was stroked by Takao's strong legs, relieving her a bit.

These two meeting each other again is certainly not out of the picture in an organization like this. And if her hunch is right about this girl. A fighter who wouldn't let the outcomes of her conquests in the ring affect their ego outside of it, just like her. Takao might make a great partner, as the purple fighter still got a lot to learn.

It would take Takao actually mentioning her leotard before she'd notice her state. Completely naked in the ring. But the raven girl need not worry about it as she could just order for another one to be sewn. The defeated girl soon rolled to her side, covering her face for a while. To rest and to think how she could exit the arena with the least added humiliation and with the little dignity she had left still intact.