Who wears it better? - Moon Sin-Jae Vs Yumi Kuruoshī

Match: Standard
Winning Conditions: Win through pinfall or Submission.

It has been a while since Yumi got the opportunity to return to the ring. She was intrigued to return, not that she didn’t enjoy it, but considering some issues she could present she started thinking they wouldn’t call her anymore. She was excited to return and face those women again, both cute and/or could deliver strong blows. However when she first looked at her email with the information, upon looking at the location, she was confused as it wasn’t the same place like last time, being new to this and forgetting that she was on both rosters, but quickly realized that when she look the location on the internet instead of seeing who sent it.

However unlike last time, she decided to not search-up on her opponent and let it be a surprise. Seemed interesting for this completely new place. Was it illogical? Definitely, but Yumi was someone who already had a few loose screws.

Upon arriving at the place, she made her way to the changing rooms all the while playing with her pocket knife. Her eyes quickly anaziling everything, maybe she could find the one that she was about to fight against. Yumi quickly dropped that, not finding anything interesting and had just reached the room. Inside packed her things and put on her outfit as well take some time to do stretches and fix her hair.

Yumi Kuruoshī:

She exited the room and calmly walked down the hall, making her way towards the main stage. Her sometimes often tired and unsurprised-looking expression, almost unmotivated quickly changed, the corners of her mouth starting to raise and spreading to the side, her teeth slowly showing up, her eyes squinting and focusing as she approached the ramp. Getting her cue, she stepped through the darkness that upon the entrance to the ring. Her figure slowly started to emerge as she approached the lights surrounding the ring. The face was completely twisted, she had become fully a maniac again, something she hadn’t done in quite sometime due to sheer boredom…

Slowly and gently passing through the ropes, she walked to the center of the right… And opened her arms and let her heart out before going to her side.

“Let’s get this shit going!”

Sin didn’t care much for rumors. They hung around the locker room like flies, all over the place, especially around the garbage. In her experience, it was best to not delve too deep into the scuttlebutt. When she heard about something stupid going on, she either checked it out if she cared or ignored it altogether if she didn’t. Nine times out of ten, it was bullshit.

But there was always one rumor that kept going around, one that gnawed on her. For some reason, some blonde doofus was running around with a copy of her costume. The one her mother had made. Sin wasn’t sentimental, but that…

It hadn’t been a top priority, but it had always been a backburner thing, something she meant check out. She’d never devoted the full time to it, though, knowing full well how AFW management would work. Sooner or later, they’d figure out who the woman was and put her and Sin a ring. They loved their mirror matches, no matter how silly it could get.

And what do you know? Here they were.

When Sin’s music played, there wasn’t any fanfare to it, no dancing or gyrating or any of the usual stuff she put on to get hyped for the match. She wasn’t in the mood. Maybe she could get there, sure, but that wasn’t going to happen right away. Not until she ironed out one thing.

She slid her way into the ring, popped up, and marched right over to Yumi, stopping when she was only a foot away with a disgusted glare. ”Who the fuck are you and why are you wearing my goddamn outfit?”

Rumors, everyone has heard them at least once. Yumi was no exception to that concept hearing the same thing about the costume, but that she was the one copying someone else in this case. She didn’t exactly care as they are just rumors and she doesn’t usually care about those things. After all, she’d probably hear far worse comments about her than just still a simple costume that she took at last glance because she needed one in case she was actually going to join.

The costume overall didn’t hold any type of sentimental connection whatsoever. She only took it because it seemed practical and comfortable, at least for someone whose main focus was her legs. Years of running really did turn them stronger, so for Yumi seemed logical to use them as her main weapons. And the costume seemed to have that effect.

Of course, the maniac didn’t bother to check who she was copying, nor care. So she was completely surprised knowing she found the match…  But to her, this meant nothing. Just one more cute face that she would like to put under her bounds and possibly also kick the shit out of.

Seeing her coming down, she was sorta disappointed. Probably because she was expecting a facing introduction or something, but instead was just a mad person walking to which she simply shrugged off.

When Sin approached her to speak to her, she couldn’t help but immediately laugh in her face. “So You’re the One I took this from. This whole deal is because of this! I will be honest I didn’t bother looking at who was wearing it. And I guess this I did right doing that, oh twin Twister head! Besides I don’t see anywhere saying that it is yours!”

Yumi turned around towards one of the corners, before stopping. The blondie arched her torso backwards to the point she’d upside down almost with a smirk. “I do also gotta add… that introduction was a bit disappointing… was expecting to take a better look at that body of yours…”

Sin hated Yumi immediately.

Granted, it wasn’t like there was any chance of that not happening. The bitch was wearing her outfit, and while she wanted to know why that was, it didn’t matter. She was already determined to plant her foot in Yumi’s face and grind her into the canvas like a fucking roach, and nothing was going to make her stray from that path.

But now that she was here, now that she had to hear what this woman said and listened to her weird-ass explanation…

Sin canted her head to the side as Yumi spoke, trying to figure out what to make of the blonde. She was crazy, sure, but people said she was crazy, too, so it was a little hard to judge. Was this what people saw when they dealt with her? Weird time for reflection, but here they were.

Whatever. She could work with this.

Sin rolled her eyes back, then leaned forward, letting her sneer lighten into smirk, gazing at Yumi through half-lidded eyes. ”So that’s the game we’re playing? Okay.”

No sense in wasting time, then. The moment the bell rang, Sin sprung into action, bringing her foot up with a snap kick, shooting the tip of her foot straight at Yumi’s chin from below.

This first interaction seemed to go quite well. If she managed to get inside her head, freak her out enough in order to make it hard to focus. At least that’s what she aimed for, may not have the physical advantage or fighting expertise like knowing martial arts, so distracting them could at least make things even for her.

However it was too soon to know if it actually worked and could only really see if it did later on.

Yumi smirked at Sin’s response. “Well, if so… then try to make a job ar entertaining me”

As soon the bell rang, she met Sin’s kick right in the chin. Her reaction was a bit exaggerated as she swung her head backwards due the kick and taking a step back. A small could be heard. “That was nice… but I hope that’s not the only thing you can do! I want to feel more!”

She took a step forward to quickly regain her composure and immediately swung her right leg towards her head with a simple Roundhouse kick as revenge for that snap kick at her head.

Huh. She took the kick. Oooooookay.

Sin had already picked up on Yumi being crazy - that was stupid obvious - but she was trying to figure out what flavor of crazy she was. You could never really tell with wrestlers, and she needed to get a good feel for her opponent before she figured out the gameplan.

Well, after Yumi took that kick and asked for more, she figured she had a pretty good idea - the painloving kind. That might be a little tricky to deal with.

She didn't have much time to contemplate further, either, as her opponent went on the offense as soon as the bell rang, returning fire with a kick of her own. A good one, too - Sin didn't recognize the style, maybe she was self taught, but that didn’t mean she was ineffective. It came out quick, quick enough to take even her off guard, and slapped her hard across the face. Nasty hit, but one she wasn’t taking without returning fire.

Sin staggered back, a single step, before she gritted her teeth and planted her foot down hard to stop the retreat. She gritted her teeth and surged forward now, shooting out her leg as soon as she was close for a rough push kick aimed at her foe’s chest. A way to hurt her and make some distance between them, keep this in her ideal range.

This perhaps would be a harder fight than what first she thought.

Sin was quite strong, and her style was quite good too, perhaps better than Yumi’s. After all she was only applying stuff she trained alone, she saw on TV, Games, others do it, etc… while most likely she was trained on it, also perhaps throws a couple of punches too, while Yumi just swung her legs around, therefore making it already a better version than hers.

Also seemed more annoying than anything by her twisted personality. Maybe she was already too familiar with it so maybe she was immune to it, like her last adversary…

Yumi however was confident for the time being. Caught Sin off guard with her own style of kick right in the face, perhaps Sin thinking that kick would be enough to knock her down or whatever, which wasn’t surprising considering the pack quite the strength, had hit the right spot and the fight would’ve been over as soon it started. It had felt great hitting the kick, especially after seeing her reaction to it, but didn’t last a long as the Korean fighter quickly shot back at her with another strong kick to her chest.

From that position, Yumi had to quickly move her legs as she was pushed back to not fall, as still had the leg lifted to her opponent’s head level. Backing away a few steps, she lowered her stance before looking at her adversary. And in the next instance, the blonde maniac rushed at Sin, keeping her body lowered as she runned in the Korean’s direction and then suddenly jumping upwards, raising her right leg to the level of her chest level before shooting forwards to hers with a jumping front kick.

After shooting the kick out, Sin didn’t set her leg down - instead, she brought it in, held it up, kept it raised to her chest. The blow had been a solid one, so she didn’t have to worry too much about immediate retaliation, with her opponent knocked well out of both their ranges. And tempting as it was to move in and close the gap right away, she fought the urge. It was much more fun to style a bit, show off, show this little bitch why she wasn’t any substitute for the genuine article, no matter what outfit she copied.

”Aw, what’s wrong, bitch?” She snickered and let her arm rest on her raised thigh, calm and cool, perfectly balanced on the ball of her heel, in control of her every movement with unwavering precision. ”Things not going your way?”

To Yumi’s credit - what little Sin was willing to give her - she didn’t stay on the backfoot for too long, and moved in without another moment of hesitation, closing in with more speed than she would’ve guessed. It was hard to tell off the bat, but she didn’t think the blonde was trained in Tae Kwon Do, didn’t have a style that she recognized, but she did have some raw talent to work with and a good body to work with. Nothing Sin couldn’t deal with, but a little caution wouldn’t be the worst thing.

Yumi came in low and fast, closing the distance with a blinding rush, as Sin hopped back in anticipation of her approach. That proved to be the right move, as her foe shot her leg out with a flashing front kick, slicing through the air with a move that would’ve floored her if it hit.

Instead, Sin jumped to the side and twisted, avoiding the blow by less than a foot as she made her way to Yumi’s side. Even with avoiding it, she could still feel the danger with a strike like that and see the threat it posed. Not wanting to give Yumi the chance to whip another one out, Sin kept twisting, turning all the way and swinging her leg up high as she came around, attempting to tag her opponent’s head with a spinning heel kick.

Yumi was too distracted dashing at Sin, thinking of how she would hit her opponent, the expression on her face when the kick connects, the fun she will have with all that happening. She could only watch her pose in front of and insult her, as the blondie was in a mad charge at her. Yumi just wanted to hit her hard, like it was being done to her, however she couldn’t really complain, after all she did quite enjoy it.

However her plans quickly failed, as she did her Jumping Front Kick, her foot sliced through the air completely missing the korean woman, looking that she effortlessly dodged it and yet, it was so close to her… Upon landing, she didn’t even have the chance to prepare herself, getting blindsided and getting hit right in the face with enough force to send her tumbling to the floor.

With every attempt, it was more noticeable that the skill gap between them was too big in terms of skills. Sin-Jae followed a style, a martial art, moves that she was taught and then applied them successfully, but most importantly, mental stability. Think, analyse and come up with a strategy, while Yumi was too savage, not thinking and coming up with stuff on her own or that she saw somewhere else, but also acting more instinctively than intellectually. This felt that Sin was better than Yumi in any way, both physically and mentally.

The masochist was tumbling to the floor, trying to hide her face of joy. She rolled on the ground, changing her position, on all fours like an animal, her members a bit more spread out as her whole body was way closer to the floor than before, like she was ready to pounce. Yumi growled at her like a savage and then grinning, enjoying that. She attacked to try to weaken Sin, the more she was hit back and that filled her with anger and pleasure, which caused her to attack even more on this endless cycle of fighting for her.

She walked slowly forward towards, before bending her torso, her flexible body making it possible to put her feet near her prone head, like rolling into a circle then with both her hands, boosting her torso upwards into a full stand position. “And what if they don’t? I’ll just keep fighting until I find an opening… so I can break you eventually...“

Wanting to further mess with her, Yumi raised her right leg around her chest level and rested her  arm from the same side on her tight, similar to Sin’s, but wavering quite a bit, unlike her rival. But it didn’t bother me that it wasn't perfect, just that it was enough to joke with her. “You’ll see… soon to be my bitch…”

Immediately undoing the pose, the maniac rushed at the Taekwondo fighter, in a full sprint, before jumping at her with a spinning momentum. She’d keep the momentum, in order to a full turn, before shooting her leg out like a bullet towards her face with a Roundhouse Spinning Kick, similar to how she did to her, but adding a jump to cover for her lack of height.

Boom.

All of Sin’s kicks were lethal, with many of them having more than enough force to knock a woman right out if they connected. She’d proven that a hundred times over in her professional career, taking down opponents in an instant, even when they thought things were going well. It didn’t matter how stronger or tough they were. With her time, her speed, her skill, if she landed the right blow at the right moment on the right spot, their back was going on the mat. Full stop.

That was the reading Sin got when she connected with her heel kick on Yumi’s face. A solid contact, felt the impact travel through her leg, not blocked. She could even feel Yumi’s face deform against her sole, always a pleasant sensation. That had to be a straight out KO, and she was fully expecting to see the blonde laid out when she corrected her form and looked over.

Nope. Still awake. ”...what?”

To be more specific, Yumi was on all fours, moving like a wounded dog, but still well aware, way too clear for a woman who just got sledgehammered in the face. Was she just that strong? Maybe, though Sin kind of doubted it. More likely, she was just too crazy or stupid to know when to quit, and her body was following along with it.

Whatever. It wouldn’t matter. If Sin kicked her enough time, she would go down. Simple as that.

Sin looked on as her opponent stood and approached, coming back her way. That alone didn’t unnerve her, she was ready for the fight. What was more of a surprise, however, was the fighting pose she took up. Raising her leg. Trying to balance. Imitating Sin’s own stance.

It was more than distracting, enough to throw Sin off for a moment and that was all Yumi needed to rush in and lash out, coming at her with a version of the same kick that she’d executed a moment ago. Sin brought her arms up in time to block the hit, but there was only so much could do to dampen that sort of momentum. She was still thrust back into the ropes at full force, nearly sent flying.

Screw it. She bounced off and rushed at her opponent with the added moment, closing the gap once again. When she was in range, she lashed out immediately, leaping up and shooting out one leg after the other with a double snap kick, one going for Yumi’s chest while the other shot at her face.

The bitch wanted to trade kicks? Big mistake.