Shizuko Himuro vs. Sachiko Kanda - GOD's And Monsters

Thinking up split-second counters in the middle of a match was a grappling talent few could ever learn, not to mention actually having the foresight and physical capabilities to act on them. What's more it was even more difficult to accomplish when the clairvoyant was still hacking and reeling from the intense gut strike from someone who was rumored to be capable of punching through hardened planks of wood with ease. Shizuko now being inclined to believe that gossiped hearsay, but for now, one last second surge of wrestling instinct allowed the clairvoyant to turn the tables on Sachiko...

...and flip her overhead in the process. Shizuko bridging into the sudden pin attempt with her back arched and feet shuffled to maintain her balanced leverage before the God-Hand unsurprisingly powered her way out of an early defeat. The psychic slumping downward but arising close to Sachiko so she could take the same arm she'd had trapped in a hammerlock, and now attempt to place in a twisting arm wringer to guide the striker up from her knees and into a slouched over stance on her feet. "...Tch...You are an adept competitor, Sachiko...but you lack proper guidance. I can show you what fated outcomes destiny could have in store for you..."

Sachiko struggled as best as she could to break out from Shizuko's suplex/pin attempt and managed to succeed in breaking it before it could get any further. Sachiko winced from the stinging pain she felt from the suplex that she had been hit with. Before Sachiko could get back up of her own accord though she found her arm, the one that Shizuko had initially trapped in a hammerlock hold earlier, being lifted up and before long found it being twisted in a wringer hold while being guided back up onto her knees. She looked up and, little to no surprise, saw that the one twisting it was Shizuko. To a Boxer their arms was their best weapon in a fight but if Shizuko continued to target it then Sachiko would certainly find her blows doing less and less at this rate.

Sachiko listened to Shizuko praised her only to shortly try to belittle her by saying that she lacked "guidance". Sachiko made her own path through her own blood, sweat, and tears and she was being lectured like she was some fresh out of wrestling school greenhorn! It went without saying that statement somewhat angered her so when she heard the second part of Shizuko's rant she decided to get a bit of payback at the clairvoyant's expense with a bit of mind games, which was something she rarely did against opponents.

"That an invitation to team up or an invitation to join you for some bedroom fun?" Sachiko replied, hoping that the surprise flirtation would shock Shizuko enough for her to ease up her grip on Sachiko's arm and allow her to free it.

Disheartened though she was from scarcely surpassing one hand being slapped against the canvas, Shizuko determinedly thrust herself back into the fray by once again targeting the same limb she'd been applying contorted pressure to earlier. She'd decided on this gameplan since first being made aware of who her opponent would be through her psychic divination's and to the surprise of the AFW employee sent to make her aware of who her opponent was, and who was flabbergasted when she finished his sentence for him in mid conversation. Debilitating Sachiko's arm would indeed inhibit some of her striking prowess and make them prime submission targets for later on in the match, except her calculated plan would take a swerve for the worst after overhearing Sachiko's...startling rebuttal.

"B-Bedroom F-F-F...Th-That is NOT what I was insinuating and you know that!!! How one can make such an assumption from that is...is!!!" Shizuko blathered onward with her eyes widened considerably as the rose-tinted blush colored her cheeks with her ice cold demeanor showing signs of thawing. The clairvoyant interrupting her babbling with a scowling pout and tugging along of Sachiko's arm. "Why must everyone misinterpret my offerings of spiritual guidance..." Shizu muttered out while positioning the striker back first against the ropes and weighing herself against Sachiko so the ropes would bend, all before attempting to use the ropes elastic bounce to Irish Whip her flirty adversary across the ring. Hastily done, easily countered, and with wrestling being the furthest thing from Shizuko's frazzled mindset.

Sachiko smirked as she saw Shizuko's cool-as-ice persona break momentarily, apparently for someone that's supposed to be able to see the future she definitely did not expect Sachiko to make such a statement in her current position. The look in her eyes and blush on her face was a welcome sight to Sachiko as it reminded her of the WA days. With that said though, while Shizuko was surprised by the comment she didn't release Sachiko's arm,. Instead, Shizuko brought Sachiko back up to her feet, continuing to put strain on her arm, before pushing her up against the ropes as far as she could. Sachiko tried her best to keep a straight face to keep Shizuko from noticing the effect that she was having on Sachiko's arm.

After a few moments up against the ropes Shizuko would attempt to Irish Whip Sachiko across the ring. Sachiko ran forward, turning her body as she approached the ropes on the opposite side, rebounding off of them and back towards Shizuko. Sachiko had expected her to be in set up in position to try to hit Sachiko with another move but the look in her eyes told Sachiko that Shizuko's mind was somewhere else at the moment, maybe some place a bit more "mature" in tone Sachiko thought. Still, getting distracted during a match was a huge mistake for a former champion, one that Sachiko was going to take advantage of.

As Sachiko drew near she began to twist her body, raising her uninjured arm as she did so, attempting to drive the distracted clairvoyant into the mat with a discus clothesline! If it connected Sachiko would go for her own early pin in retaliation to Shizuko's suplex pin attempt earlier.

As if a whirlwind had been unleashed within the meticulously organized book collection that was the clairvoyant's mind, Shizuko's undaunted concentration became a scatter-brained hodgepodge of fluttering thoughts with but one flippant remark. All of her past Wrestle Angel adversary's in AFW had ended up turning down her offer, and a staunch refusal of her supernatural services would have actually been much preferable to what Sachiko had alluded to. Now Shizuko was struggling to regain her composure and collect the flapping papers of her thoughts right in the middle of her match. For now she hastily opted to hoist the godlike striker back to her feet and propel her from one side of the ring to the other...admittedly from an innate desire to separate herself from Sachiko lest she continue teasing her with any more flirtatious backtalk.

Shizuko breathed through her pursed lips before launching herself off the ropes to meet the sprinting psychic midway...before abruptly realizing she clearly hadn't thought this plan through all the way. Reacting with a gawking gasp from the sight of Sachiko in mid-twirl in the millisecond before the waylaying clothesline was mashed into her breasts with a gigantic thwack that mowed Shizuko down until the back of her head hit the canvas. The calamitous aftermath of which being the wincing sympathy from the audience and one trussed up, and incidentally upside down psychic’s legs being spread and shamelessly sticking her acclaimed rump skyward to an appealing wiggle as she murmured deliriously into her own boobs. The means of how she unfolded herself were not known to her. Shizu's warbled senses only being regained in time to notice the warmth of the striker covering her, and then overhearing a pin count that she'd interrupt just after TWO!! by twisting to the side to get her shoulder off of the canvas.

Sachiko began to spin her body as Shizuko rushed into the ropes behind her, most likely having finally gotten some level of composure back only it was too late for her as Sachiko delivered a thunderous discus clothesline to the clairvoyant's breasts in the microsecond that she turned around to face Sachiko. Sachiko couldn't have delivered a better clothesline line that, even if she tried, as it drove Shizuko into the ring canvas, nearly flipping her over completely! Sachiko gave a low whistle as she saw the position that Shizuko was now in, her glorious rear-end practically on full display for all to see as she mumbled into her breasts and gave it a cute little wiggle while it and her legs hung over her.

Damn shame this wasn't one of those Hentai matches that AFW was known for, but Sachiko imagined there'd be plenty of time for matches like that in the future. Sachiko quickly moved in, throwing one of Shizuko's legs down on the canvas while keeping the other in the air, sadly ending the display of one of the four mythical rear-ends that made up Wrestle Angel's "Beautiful Butt Four Devas" and starting the pin count. One!! came quick enough and TWO!! not long after but Shizuko would make sure that it wouldn't get any further as she quickly twisted to her side, getting her shoulder up just after two.

Sachiko knew it wouldn't be that easy so she wasn't surprised when Shizuko got her shoulder up, in fact it made her happy as it meant that her old Wrestle Angel colleague was still as tough as she was. Sachiko got rose up and then reached down to grab the clairvoyant by her raven grey hair. "C'mon Shizuko get that butt in gear!" Sachiko yelled over the crowd as she brought Shizuko back up, giving her a slap to Shizuko's cheek, not out of disrespect but to wake her up. If that didn't work, maybe a slap to a more sensitive "cheek" would do the trick.

Shizuko's mistakes were plentiful, she was acutely aware of that now. A submissionist abandoning a clearly advantageous situation where she had a firm and torturous grip on a grounded adversary's arm assuredly had backstage wrestling veterans scratching their hands in confusion. And all towards the purpose of gifting the notorious striker all of the sprinting momentum she'd need to wallop the twin-tailed psychic nigh out of her wrestling boots. The dawning realization of that terrible mistake only registering with Shizu right before being struck down by an ungodly stiff lariat mashed right into her breasts that left her in a comically shameful position...but one appreciated by the "Beautiful Butt Four Devas" fandom at large getting to appreciate the supple majesty of her glorious rump seconds before it was unjustly denied to them by the green-haired striker still needing to do her job despite their groaning disapproval.

In the end, it was Shizu's subconscious thoughts imagining a clandestine scenario where she and Sachiiko were indeed sharing a King-sized mattress together that proved to be the psychic's unraveling. Scarcely managing to usurp the pin attempt when her faint hope for a few seconds of reprieve were denied by the striker's tugging handful of her hair. She scrunched her face and shuffled her booted feet against the canvas as she was unceremoniously ushered upward in a fatigued and miserable state, made even moreso by Sachiko's bellowed roar and jolting slap against the side of her face showing discontent with her wrestling performance so far. A pitiful moan being muttered out as she sagged into the striker's clutches who was in clear and outright control of the frazzled clairvoyant and much to the adulating cheers of the audience impressed with GOD-san's return debut...that is until Shizuko would clamp her hands onto the top of her opponent's head while situating her own head beneath Sachi's chin. Leading to a sudden plummet upon her seated rump with legs spread out and an attempted jawbreaker in the process.

Sachiko wasn't one to disrespect her opponent in the middle of a match, especially when her opponent was someone as good as a former WA champion like Shizuko but after that discus clothesline and the somewhat weak kick out from her pin she was a bit afraid that Shizuko may have hit the mat a little TOO hard. So naturally she gave her a bit of a wake up slap to make sure the clairvoyant was at least responsive after seeing the somewhat dazed look in her eyes after she had been pulled up. Sachiko waited a moment to see how she would respond and nothing happened, it was then that she brought Shizuko closer and was about to give her a slap to her fine rear-end however that she found the clairvoyant positioning her head beneath Sachiko's chin as while also wrapping her arms around it that Sachiko realized a moment too late what she was doing. "Wha-" was all Sachiko managed to get out as she quickly found herself pulled down by Shizuko's surprise Jawbreaker!

Sachiko would quickly find herself on the ring floor, nursing her injured jaw after narrowly avoiding biting her own tongue from the impact. As glad as she was that Shizuko was still in there, her move had left Sachiko briefly stunned and if Shizuko was even half the champion that she used to be then she would definitely take advantage of it.

Merely appearing comatose and actually being incoherently oblivious to the world around her were two different states of being altogether, and Sachiko had indeed learned the difference between them the instant she'd thwacked her hand against Shizuko's face. The battered clairvoyant in actuality regaining more of her senses thanks to that face-stinging wake up call from the godly striker. Who'd received her answer square against the underside of her jaw in one split second counter that had the crown of Shizu's cranium smarting from the downward force of the plunge. For now remaining on the knees she's collapsed to while lurched over with a hand soothing the point of impact atop her head, the psychic wincing up at the striker currently tending to her blasted jaw.

Not one single solitary step had apparently been missed from the overtly confident striker's absence from a major promotion, but Shizuko failed to recall if Sachiko was always this intolerably gabby in the middle of a match. Regardless, Shizu intended to use those earlier words of her adversary's to good use as she started to lethargically shuffle back up to her feet. After having regained the balance necessary to keep herself aloft, Shizuko went off sprinting towards the nearest ropes and came bouncing off of them with an accelerated pace and straight towards the downed striker. A daring leap into the air taken with her legs spread to the side in what was meant to be a bombastic butt drop aimed directly at Sachiko's breasts getting squished down by the fabled rump of legend. "Satisfied now, I take it..." Shizuko sternly asked down at Sachiko, arms propped on her bent legs while the referee did what she does best.

"1!"

Sachiko had to hand it to Shizuko, taking one of her lariats wasn't something many would be able to shake off so easily. Heck, most people would still be a scatter brained mess as they got back up with ideas for strategy or their next move being the furthest thing from their mind but then again Shizuko Himuro wasn't most people. That surprise Jawbreaker wasn't instinctual or reflex, it was a planned move that only  she could think of pulling from out of nowhere but that Jawbreaker was only just the start of it.

As Sachiko laid on her back, nursing her jaw, she would be completely surprised as she saw Shizuko rebound off the ropes and with a surprise leap, land on Sachiko's breasts with a butt drop that many people would probably like to be on the receiving end of. Sachiko was nearly left breathless by the sudden impact as well as the pain she felt from having her bust squeezed against her and Shizuko's perfect posterior. In another context and setting, Sachiko may have enjoyed Shizuko's bold attempt to take charge but not in this instance.

Shizuko would even try to get some witty payback as she asked Sachiko if you enjoyed it before going for a pin attempt. Sachiko was actually kind of glad that Shizuko was getting a bit witty, she always seemed so distant in the WA Leagues it was actually kind of unsettling with the way she threw herself into fortune telling. Looks like she actually did some growing here in AFW. But now was not the time for praise, now was the time to act! Sachiko would muster up her strength and focus it into her legs to try to reverse the Roll-Up pin that Shizuko had on her, fighting through the pain as the referee's count reached two.