Once again and as she always did she knew nothing about her opponent, she didn't care about which disgusting person will face her since all the humans were the same for the white haired cutie, horrible people.
Her basic and soulless music started and it meant her time arrived, without any sign of excitement Emi walked the ramp not caring even a single second for the people screaming, or booing, her.
As it was normal in her matches she wasn't wearing a wrestling outfit since she didn't have one so the crowd could enjoy her body even more making the reaction louder, Emi finally arrived to the edge of the ring where she slides between the ropes in direction to her corner waiting for whoever appearing next.
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