I'll have another bowl, please!

Two days had passed since what had been one of Belinda's toughest matches in AFW so far. She had a list of the top 10 most difficult matches she's been in...and this latest one had made that list, probably jumped up to the top five at the very least. It had been one of the most even bouts that Belinda had ever had in her entire life. She had come out as the defeated party in the match though. The winner having been Ouka Shumisen, a cocky redhead who had her sights set on the Swede's older sister. Which just frustrated Belinda a whole lot more.

The Swede currently found herself at a nice little Ramen bar. She had  a nice piping hot bowl of Tonkotsu Ramen in front of her, the owner of the shop was a fan so he had given her a few extra toppings and such, as well as some extra half-boiled eggs on the side, to cheer her up as she had seemed pretty down when she came into the shop. The young Swede was a frequenter of nice little places around in Tokyo and when she found a place she liked she often returned there many times over and over, sometimes a few times a week. Which was very nice for the shop owners as they were usually either fans before the Swede came into their shop or became so after a while of her visiting their establishments.

Belinda slurped some noodles, her body still felt sore but the heat of the ramen entering down into her stomach and warming her up from the inside was working wonders for her body and spirit. It was so delicious that it could lift the spirit of even the most depressed soul. At least that was how it felt as the Swede continued to slurp her noodles in peace.

Ouka was feeling good mentally, physically was a completely different story for the red headed woman. Her body was aching in her arms and chest mostly, but her back and legs were also stinging in pain with having to work so hard to keep her going in the match. Belinda Northman was a hard competitor to overcome, but Ouka expected that from the Younger Northman. She was meant to be a warm up session that turned into a full blown workout en-route to her main goal of Cecilia Northman.

Ouka decided to treat herself to some delicious ramen for today, the past two days were more focused on making sure her muscles would recover from their intense strain. She had heard that there was a nice shop nearby and Ouka was going to make it her new ramen place if it turned out to be good as she entered the door. Sliding it open, her long red hair was enough to make her presence known, especially with her loud voice.

"Ooooosssssuuuuu~ I heard that this place had some great ramen. Give me a large bowl of Beef ramen!" she called out, her grin flashing on her lips as she walked down the bar, looking for an open seat near the center. As she was walking, her eyes perked up as she saw a familiar blonde! "Oh ho?! If it isn't the Younger Northman! Talk about a coincidence!?" she let out as she brought her hand up to ruffle the hair of her former opponent. Ouka wasn't going to hold any grudges just because Belinda put up a great fight. Ouka won, so by that dint, she would graciously allow Belinda to have lunch with her as she took a seat right next to her.

Belinda's head perked up from her Ramen bowl when the redhead stepped into the shop, the Swede would turn her attention to that familiar voice and watch as Ouka walked right up towards her and then before the Swede had a chance to respond to Ouka's words the redhead stepped in and started to ruffle the Swede's hair.

Belinda was quick to bring her right arm up and smack Ouka's hand away from her hair. "Quit it." She spoke out as she would shake her head and bring her hands up to fix her hair. She'd look on at Ouka and then let out a sigh. " I can't catch a break huh." Belinda spoke out as she would shake her head a bit. She could already tell why Ouka annoyed her so much, it's because Ouka was oh, so similar to her older sister. That was why the defeat to Ouka had her so frustrated, more so than an other defeat would have.

" Don't call me younger Northman. It's Belinda." The young blond spoke out as she would turn back to her ramen bowl and continue to slurp up some noodles.

Ouka saw the look that Belinda gave her as she let out a surprised gasp after hearing her reply, insisting to be called by her name, "Ooooooh? Someone having a bad day?" she let out as she waited for her bowl, turned on the stool to be facing Belinda as she eyed that ramen she was eating. It looked really delicious and she couldn't wait for her's to arrive.

But in the mean time, she wasn't just going to let up on Belinda. She could tell the Younger Northman was riled and it was too amusing to just let it slide. "What's wrong Younger Northman? What's got you down in the dumps? You can't honestly let one loss bring you down. I mean, it was me who you fought. You shouldn't have expected to come out with anything more than a close loss!" Ouka was really stroking her own ego at this point, and was making no attempts to hide it as her bowl arrive. "Oh this is gonna be great!" she let out as she saw just how much substance was in the ramen, picking up the chopsticks out of the cup in front of her.

Biting one side of it, she pulled them apart and immediately began going to town on the bowl, scarfing down the noodles while inhaling air to cool the hot and steamy noodles.

Belinda would let out another loud sigh as she heard Ouka continue to talk and taunt her like that, mocking the Swede....the similarities between Ouka and Cecilia was becoming all the more clear to Belinda as Ouka continued to speak, hell she even had a similar wrestling style....

The Swede would look over at Ouka as she got her food and started to dig into it. The blond would shrug her shoulders and then let out a light chuckle. " You're way too cocky for such a close victory." Belinda spoke out as she would lift her bowl and then start to drink the broth until it was all gone, letting out a huff of hot air after she was done and slammed the bowl back onto the counter.

" Baaah! As I was saying....you barely came out on top, hell I'd say you got lucky. Yet you act as if it was only natural that you won." Belinda let out as she would chuckle out a little.

Ouka continued to slurp up her noodles, taking a moment to hook the meat along with the noodles and slurped that into her mouth before chewing. "Of course it was natural." Ouka let out as she was talking with her mouthful and somehow was able to form eligible words before swallowing the mixture of noodles and meat. She was already at the half way point of her noodles as she continued stuffing her face as out of the corner of her eye she saw that Belinda was done with her bowl, taking another big clump of noodles and vegetables in her chopsticks. "Just like how it's natural for you to lose. I mean come on, if you start looking for details to make yourself feel better about losing, what kind of Northman does that make you? Nothing like your sister, that's what!" Ouka let out, unintentionally comparing the two as Cecilia became something of a idol to Ouka. An idol that she wanted to replace, but an idol nonetheless as she slurped up the rest of the noodles in one gulp.

Chewing and swallowing the noodles, she finished off the broth in another gulp before slamming the bowl onto the table and turned to Belinda with a green onion slice stuck the side of her lip. "It doesn't matter what want to call it, lucky or close, it was a win is what it was. And if you asked me, I'll say you just weren't good enough for that tiny bit. So what's more embarrassing? Knowing that you couldn't win? Or knowing that you couldn't woman up at the last moment? But don't worry, you're still a hell of a lot tougher than the other girls I know!" she let out before looking to the cook.

"Another extra large! Extra everything!"

Belinda would huff out a bit more, the frustration against Ouka Shumisen was only building up more and more the more she listened onto the redhead. Of course she was a fan of Cecilia's as well, it wasn't so odd now with the way that she was acting. The blond would shake her head and look on at Ouka, eying the woman as she was slurping the noodles and drinking the broth.

When she was done, the Swede would turn to the cook. " I'll have another bowl as well." Belinda spoke out as she would then turn back to Ouka. " Yeah sure. You won, congratulations. Don't think that it's the end of it though." Belinda said as she would smile towards Ouka. Moving her own hand up to ruffle Ouka's hair, getting some payback against the redhead. " I'm coming for you, so you best be prepared." Belinda said as she would flash that smile towards the red haired woman.

Ouka saw the hand coming up to her head as her hand immediately reacted and smacked into Belinda's hand the second it touched her head. "Don't touch the hair. This is winner hair, yours however!" she let out, she reached quickly for a quick ruffle for pay back. She knew she had to be quick and concise as she knew Belinda would fight against her hand being in her head. "I can touch!" she laughed out, "Because I'm a winner Northman! That much I've proven against you! Anything you think you can beat me, I'm going to beat you! Again, and again, and again!" she let out as the chef brought both of their bowls.

"And again, and again, and again!" Ouka continued as she picked up the chopsticks and picked up a large clump of noodles, lifting them up to her lips and was about to devour the noodles before giving Belinda a side look and another cocky grin. "And again." she quickly said before shoving the noodles into her mouth and began to slurp them up, a bit quicker than before as she chewed while slurping!

Belinda narrowed her eyes as her hand was swatted away and then saw Ouka's hand come towards her hair, she would be as quick as a snake in swiping it away from her and smacking Ouka's arm away. " Not a chance, you won't have your way that easily." Belinda said as she would then hear Ouka go on and on like that. " Oh yeah? Why don't you try it then. Ouka Shumisen." Belinda let out as she would then see the bowl coming her way.

The Swede turned her attention towards it as she would then see Ouka start to eat and slurp. Belinda would grin, she quickly dug into her food and slurped up the noodles with great speed. Quicker than the previous bowl and quicker than Ouka was doing. Finishing off her bowl in but a few moments before she took to downing the broth and slamming the bowl down on the counter. Trying to finish it way before her redheaded rival.

Ouka slammed her bowl down as she quickly pounded down the ramen as she saw that Belind awas doing the same. Letting out a short laugh as her lips curled into a smile, they were totally doing this. And she was totally fine with that. "Heh, name your match. I'll do you a favor and give you the choice to pick which match you want to lose in. Younger Northman." Ouka countered as she continue to prod Belinda by refusing to call her by her name.

But there was another challenge that was already happening.

Her eyes challenging looked at the bowl before locking eyes with Belinda's as her cocky grin plastered her face. She placed her bowl in the previous one, beginning a stack as she looked at the chef. "Another bowl!"