Muriel Spencer vs. Death Bunny ~Today's Subject: Zoology 101! Today's Lesson: Lagomorphs!~

There was no resistance from the teacher as Death Bunny covered her. Despite the yelling and screaming of the crowd around them, there was no movement from Miss Spencer, other than a slight quivering of her lips as the bunnygirl folded her arms over her chest.

"Two...!" The referee cried, as the teacher lied there still and unmoving beneath the bunny...

"Three!!"

D.B. shoved herself off of the prone instructor's motionless form to sit on her backside and rest an arm over her bent leg. Suffering through an exhaustive ordeal against a pretentious schoolmarm was most certainly not how how she envisioned this going down, her ragged breaths indicating just how much of a toll it took to finally put Spencer down for good.

The nearby ref attempted to raise her in arm for victory, only for D.B. to yank her arm back in irritation. Despite prevailing in this matchup, a nagging voice in the back of her head kept telling her that she should have done better, and that Spencer shouldn't have given her this much trouble in the first place.

D.B. rolled out of the ring and collected her belongings before trudging back up the ramp to the fervent boos of the crowd, her sole source of satisfaction over laying waste to Spencer being that the schoolteacher was someone Akashi may have considered a friend once...

As Death Bunny rolled out of the ring, making her exit from the arena, Muriel opened her eyes, staring upwards towards the bright lights above. She felt like shit. She felt like she had just been through hell, and she couldn't figure out just how she had lost the match like that. With a sigh, she began to sit up, and eventually, to stand, holding a hand to her head as she shakily got back on her feet. She had a splitting headache, and her vision was slightly blurry. She wanted to rest , and she wanted to rest soon. More importantly, she wanted to move on, and put this match behind her.

Once again, she had been reminded of how much she disliked bunnygirls. It seemed that they were always showing up to ruin her day, and tonight was no exception.

She took a moment to look around the ring, and then stepped towards the ropes, going to slide under them and out of the ring, beginning her own long, steady trek up the ramp and back to the backstage.