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A half hour had passed, and the excitement and adrenaline had died down. Junko and Mina had gone their separate ways; Junko to celebrate and prepare herself for the next round, and Mina to relax and heal her wounds. Mina sat on the bench, closing her eyes, and takes a deep breath. The fun and excitement had faded, and it was impossible not to be disappointed. There were so many women she would have loved to square off with. Most of all being her lover, who still had yet to have her fight in the Blue division. “Entschuldigung, häschen. Looks like we won’t have our grand world battle.” She says to herself. She lifts her

2 hours before broadcast time A lone bespectacled woman in her late 30’s brushed her smooth, walnut coloured hair gently up and down.  The fragrance of light perfume filled the dressing room, as did the lights around the mirror the woman faced as she prepared for one of the biggest evenings in her broadcasting career. You’d think that she would be all smiles, and she probably was.  Yet there she was, looking at her reflection with a disinterested, deadpan look.  The light shone off of her glasses in odd angles. She’s had a stellar boxing career that shifted into training at the Boxing Bunny Gym in Tokyo, which further shi