Handicap w/ Kawaiis! Rosie v. Momoka and Misuzu

Rosie was just playing it up of course, but it had the intended effect regardless, now she'd be against just one of the two... or as long as Misuzu held to that very flimsy agreement.

Moving too slow to get away from Momoka, the jersey-clad counterpart had got her hands on her chest, getting the crowd excited for a split second before Rosie was thrown away. "Whoa! OOUF!"

Her back hit the turnbuckle rather painfully, but it could be worse. Charging back at Momoka, Rosie would fire back a kick against her counterpart's ribcage.

Rosie was definitely more lively this time around, evidenced by her quick recovery and kick slamming Momoka in her side.  "GAAHHH!" the jersey-clad girl cried out, clutching at her aching ribs.

Misuzu, in a bit of petty revenge, just posed nonchalantly and shrugged.  "You sure you don't want help, 'Moka-tan~?"  To which Momoka quickly glared back at her in anger.

Luckily for her, Misuzu seemed perfectly content with letting her partner take the hit. "You'll get your turn. Still need some payback for the showers, after all."

Rosie followed up by running forward, driving her knee into Momoka's undefended stomach. It was a bit on the mean side, but she had to press the advantage with a match like this!

"Showers...? What the- OOF!" Momoka's confusion was cut short by a knee to her gut, knocking the wind right out of her. She never heard about Misuzu running into Rosie before, what was that about?

Misuzu's eyes widened at the mention of their last meeting, getting that 'oh shit' feeling in the back of her mind. As much as she liked watching Momoka get the crap kicked out of her by herself, she needed to shut Rosie up fast! "Oh? What are you talking about~?" she tried to play it off, obviously hoping the girl wasn't blunt enough to answer while she dashed forwards at her, attempting to clothesline Rosie across the chest!

Apparently, something as simple as that was all ti took t set off the cool-seeming Misuzu. "Oh, don't act like you don't know, you pervert." Or could it be that she didn't... Rosie didn't get much time to think about it, Misuzu was already moving.

The short conductor would try to duck under the incoming attack, and return the favour with a clothesline of her own if Misuzu came back on the rebound.

It didn't take much imagination for Momoka to know exactly what had transpired behind her back. "You gross bitch, did you fuck her and pretend she was me!?" she screamed in both anger and disgust. Misuzu's perverted affection for her wasn't exactly subtle, no matter how many times she tried to reject it. In a way it was better that it wasn't she herself getting raped or something, but it was still way too creepy for her to ignore.

"What? No way, 'Moka-tan even for me that's kind-AGGHHH!" Distracted by her dirty secret getting spoiled, Misuzu quickly tried to come up with an excuse as she whiffed her move. Before she could properly do so, though, she took a return clothesline, knocking her flat on her back.

Misuzu must've not told her... and Momoka's outrage confirmed that. Dropping herself butt-first onto Misuzu's stomach, Rosie wondered just how to best make use of this embarrassing revelation. It was disconcerting for her that she'd been used as simply a replacement for Misuzu's fantasies... but she tried not to think about that. A pervert's mind should be left unexplored.

"Did you not tell her, Suzy?" She asked innocently, before slapping Momoka's cheeks. "What, were you trying ta keep it secret that you're a perverted bitch?"

Misuzu gasped in pain as Rosie plopped herself on her belly, before taking a hard slap to the face. "Well... that second part wasn't really a secre-AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" The pervy ninja suddenly shrieked in pain as foot slammed right up her skirt and into her tender parts. But if Rosie was on top of her that meant...

"I'M GONNA BEAT SOME SENSE INTO YOU, YOU SICKO!" Momoka fumed angrily, trying hard to shut out the disgusting imagery from her mind. Misuzu figured she had it coming, of course, but not now of all times.

"Ooouuuuhhh... Seriously, 'Moka-tan...?"

"Eh?" Rosie felt Misuzu's body jolt, but not like people usually did when trying to shove her off. The answer to the mystery came a second later, in Momoka's shrill, furious tone.

"Do you two need some time to talk?" Rosie said delicately, quite confused by the sudden development. Well for now, the best thing to do would be to keep Misuzu down, but Momoka seemed volatile enough that staying still seemed like a bad idea.

Well this looked bad. Handling a frenzied Momoka was already a hard time, but having Rosie out to her her too meant Misuzu was now the one on the handicapped side. Trying to talk her way out of it would take too much time, so the perverted ninja would have to defend herself, though in her current position it was a bit hard.

"'M-moka-tan, you're really blowing this out of proportion here, it was just aAHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Misuzu let out another shriek as her roommate punted her in the crotch a second time.

"SHUT UP! BOTH YOU AND MY STUPID CLONE ARE GETTING YOUR ASSES KICKED!" Momoka's pent-up anger towards Misuzu had just burst forth all at once, and she was going to take it out as much as she could on her, even if they were still in the middle of a match.