Berserk Gym Training Session

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Berserk Gym

Misaki Toyoda was at the Berserk Gym, which was now under the management of LAW. Being the owner of Berserk Gym, she had to deal with all sort of things in managing the gym, though she did have several employees to help her out. Like most other LAW gyms, all the members of LAW roster could come here to train, and Misaki could act as a coach to anyone who wanted her assistance.

For the occasion, Misaki was wearing a plain white shirt and a pair of short shorts, and she was also wearing a sports bra underneath her shirt. For the time being, there was no one coming to the gym, and she was currently minding her own business like checking on the equipment in the gym. She had no match planned for the time being, so she could focus on managing her gym this time around.

She had been thinking that if she had to quit wrestling, she might focus on managing her gym full time, though her career at the moment hadn't reached its peak yet. She knew that there were lots of things she could accomplish here in LAW, and she loved the competitions that this place could offer to her. She wanted to see how far she could go before she could reach her peak as a professional wrestler.

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After being tossed around like a ragdoll in the ring by Misaki Toyoda, Mizuki decided it was crucial for her to improve her fighting skills, because despite being bigger, stronger, faster and tougher, she still didn't stand a chance against Misaki. Someone needed to teach mizuki how to use her powerful body in a fight. She had Diana to teach her some grappling and squeezing along with maybe some sensual tendencies. However, it was made pretty clear that was nowhere near enough in the ring. She couldn't even get ahold of Misaki properly despite being faster.

In her search, mizuki came across the berserk gym, which belonged to Misaki and she was officially a trainer/tutor in wrestling. If that wasn't fate, she didn't know what was.
Mizuki would enter the building. She expected to hear the grunting of other attendants, but it was quiet and there were no other attendants to be seen. She did saw Misaki in the other side of the gym but she didn't look like she was working out. "Uh, hello?! Misaki-san?" She would call out while walking towards the woman.

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Misaki was checking on the equipment when she heard someone entering the gym. She turned around and saw someone familiar. It was Captain Mizuki, an opponent whom she faced and had defeated sometime ago. Perking up, she approached the woman and smiled at her. It looked like she was coming here to do some working out, from the look of it, or at least that was what she thought.

"Hello there, Mizuki-san." Misaki said, saying the woman's name. "Welcome to Berserk Gym. Are you here to do some working out?" She asked. It was normal for a LAW wrestler to come here to work out, and Misaki was eager to help those who wished to improve themselves.

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It was a bit embarrassing for Mizuki come face to face with Misaki after being defeated like that. However, the respect for the woman that developed because of it led her here.
"AHH, well, you see... I came here because of and for you, Senpai. You made me realize that a strong body alone is nowhere near enough to do well in the ring. I really thought that my experience in sports would give an edge over the other rookie's, whom I've seen do well in their debuts. But now I realize that it was way too simplistic and optimistic of me to think that way. I came here to ask you to teach me, Misaki senpai, teach me all I have to know about fighting in the ring, show me how to use my body properly, show me how to win a match. I promise to pay attention." Mizuki gave a passionate speech, which sounded like it was prepared or something and maybe it was, a little, in her head. Mizuki would wait for an answer with an innocent puppy eyes

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Misaki listened to what Mizuki was saying, tilting her head as she mulled over her words. She could understand what Mizuki was talking about, and she could tell that the former Olympian sought to improve herself. Once Mizuki was done, Misaki seemed to be still mulling over her words before she nodded.

"Alright, I'll help you out," Misaki said. And it was hard for her to turn her down, especially after seeing that puppy eyes of hers. "I'm glad that you're looking for my help, Mizuki-san. It's admirable that you're looking to improve yourself." Then, she giggled to herself. "Well, not that I'm all that good. I still have some room to grow, after all..." Despite everything, Misaki would never forget her root. She started out as a pitiful rookie and a former pop idol who was way out of her depth, and now, she was building her long-lasting legacy as the Ace of Berserk.

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After Misaki agreed to teach Mizuki her art, Mizuki... YEESS!!! She shouted out loud, ducking down and clenching her fist below her chin in success.

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Oh, I'm sorry i've overracted a little! How can you be saying you're not all that good? If you had my muscles, i'm sure you could defeat anyone! Mizuki would compliment her newfound sensei. So, if I had even a portion of the skills you have, I think I could do much better in LAW!

Okay, I'm ready to start right now!
Losing herself in her excitement, Mizuki would take off her coat and pants and hang them on nearby training equipment, revealing her incredible fitness that Misaki has witnessed before. She would disregard any comment or objection Misaki would have and would simply proceed with tunnel vision.

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I'm ready! And I'm not going anywhere till i'm all worn out!

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Misaki couldn't help but smile upon seeing Mizuki's enthusiasm, and she couldn't bring herself to comment on anything as Mizuki stripped herself, revealing her incredible physique underneath. "Haha, it's nice that you're so enthusiastic.."

And so, Misaki would strip herself as well, revealing her training outfit underneath. She was wearing a red sports bra and a pair of trunks. She would put aside her discarded shirt and shorts as she prepared herself to train Mizuki.

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"But, before we can get started, you'll have to undergo through the "100 Slams Challenge"..." Misaki pointed out. "It is something that all other Berserk rookies go through before they can start their training." She flashed a smile at Mizuki. "After all, the first and foremost thing for a wrestler is knowing how to take a hit."

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Getting taught by the famous Misaki? Mizuki knew this was gonna be great, she was a complete simp for Misaki, but maybe in a different sense. Mizuki quickly undressed herself, showing off her never dulling figure.

Misaki had nothing against it, it seemed, and got into her own revealing attire. The woman certainly wasn't as muscular as mizuki, but she was nicely fit and had excellent curves that even the sight of it made mizuki blush a little.

Mizuki's excitement was through the roof and she was ready for anything, or so she thought. Until she heard what Misaki had said. "Uhhmm... 100 slams..? Challenge..?" Mizuki's excitement plummeted immediately. If it was described with a sound, it would be the sound of a DJ getting interrupted. Mizuki gulped and subconsciously made a step back.
"All rookie's have to go through that, really?"
Mizuki couldn't believe that. She was probably tougher than any other rookie and even for her it sounded crazy. At first it came to mizuki as shock and fear, but after a few moments, it transformed into a newfound respect for all the LAW combatants and especially the ones from berserk. She realized that nothing was for granted, that she shouldn't have come to her matches like she had something going for her. She had to accept the fact that she wasn't above any other rookie and had to start from scratch.

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Misaki watched Mizuki's reaction to her words, and she smiled, seeing the former Olympian displaying a myriad of emotions. Nodding to herself, she would then motion to Mizuki to follow her to one of the wrestling ring. It was exactly the same as the wrestling rings in the arena, only that it was for the purpose of training.

"Well, let's get started, then." Misaki expected Mizuki to follow her to the ring. She would then climb up the apron before entering the ring. Hopping on the balls of her feet, she then looked at the direction of her new protege. "First of all, you should remember that to minimize damage while being slammed down, try to tuck your chin in. Well, most other moves are like that. We don't want to put too much damage on our heads, right?"

Then, she remembered something. "Oh, before you forget, do some stretching first. I'm about to slam you into the mat one hundred times, remember?" To make her point, Misaki would also start doing some stretching, preparing herself for the one hundred slams challenge. After all, she would be the one doing all the slamming.

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Mizuki certainly did not expect things to start this way, but it was too late to back out now. No, she did not back out! She was no chicken!. 100 slams? Bring it on! Mizuki psyched herself in her mind, tho in reality, she wasn't nearly as confident. "R-right!" Mizuki stuttered a little in her response and followed Misaki into the ring, rolling in below the bottom rope and standing up straight.

Thankfully, Misaki offered some advice. "Ah, right, thanks, coach!" Well it made sense. Mizuki's head or neck werent as tough as her body. Maybe not 100 percent understanding the reason behind it, mizuki would take the tip.
"Ah, yes, of course!" Mizuki was so confused and scatterbrained at the moment that she even forgot about stretching. Mizuki immediately started with her standard warm up routine, doing a few sit-ups, then a few sideways sit-ups, that fully straightened her leg sideways. She would do the same for the other leg.
Standing straight, mizuki stretch each arm forward, separately. Then she would have her torso lean back a few times, then a few times to each side. All the while watching Misaki do her warmup exercises.

"Alright then, let's do this!" Mizuki would psyche herself up after feeling her body become light and limber.