Ren Hitasaki vs Hayasui Koridae!

Two out of Three Smother Match! Hayasui Koridae vs Ren Hitasaki, standard smother match rules apply. Submission or passing out counts as a fall.

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Ren was sitting backstage in her room, preparing for her match, tying the laces of her boots up and waiting patiently to be called to the ring. She finished on her boots, before standing up and doing a few quick stretches. Finally, a knock at the door told her that it was time for her to come out. She bounced up and down slightly, before grabbing a few different pieces of her merchandise, which she'd bought herself. Most of them were things that she'd had the licenses transferred to the AFW, some of them were new things that the AFW had come up with. She smiled and then ran out to the ring, "Kotov Syndrome" by Rise Against starting to play as she ran out into the arena, waving at the fans, before making her way down the ramp, high fiving, hugging, and giving the merchandise to them at random. Finally, after making her way around the ring, she slid into it, before making her way to her corner, waiting to see who her opponent was...

Spoiler:

Hayasui, at this point, found herself wondering what she'd done to be cursed with such terrible luck. She'd come to this league seeking to find decent opponents to test herself against, even if she'd ended up making some friends in the meanwhile. Yet, against all odds, ever since that first match against Rachel, she'd been stuck in matches that were invariably of the more perverted sort.

Then again, this isn't quite as bad as the one against Alex...I suppose.

Shaking her head as she tried to fight the hot blush brought about by the memories of that match, the martial artist tugged at her attire, what little of it there was, to be sure it was firmly in place. As much as she hated to admit it, the bikini would probably be useful as far as ring-attire went for a match like this...

Trying and failing to fight back the revitalized blush, Hayasui perked up at the sound of a knock on the door, her cue to make her entrance. Taking a moment to collect herself and make sure her boots were laced up tightly enough, the martial artist stood up and made her way to the entry ramp. If nothing else, she'd at least gotten used to the cheering audience, offering them a timid wave on occasion as she made her way down the ramp. Zeroing in on the ring, the black-haired girl focused her attention on the squared circle and the opponent that stood within. Offering the ring a slight bow out of habit, Hayasui climbed up into the ring, relaxing a little as she made her way to the center, wanting to at least try greeting her opponent.

"Greetings, I'm Hayasui," she said, extending a hand for Ren to shake, "I hope we can be friends after this match."