Anne stretched as she faced a mirror in the locker room, preparing herself for her match. Two days had passed since the boxing tournament’s first round had concluded and the winners had now made a full recovery. Asuka’s beaten body and sprained arm had healed and although Amanda still complained about some aching, everyone knew she only said that so her sister could console her.

  “So my first opponent is Mizore-san…” Anne said to herself as she punched the air a few times. “I wonder how a grappler like her will perform as a boxer~”

  In Anne’s eyes, Mizore was an outstanding opponent without a doubt. The fox was physically strong and surprisingly fast for someone her size, so even though Anne had greater experience in boxing, the sheep knew better than to underestimate her. Though, if Mizore had any outstanding flaws, it would definitely be her stamina - the fox normally spends all of her energy in big bursts and thus tires out quickly. This meant that in a battle of attrition, Anne would win 100% of the time and as such she considered Mizore to be a relatively easy opponent to exploit.

  Anne showed a slight smile. “But that would be boring, wouldn’t it, Anne~?”

  “Talking to yourself? Can’t say I expected to see that.”

  The sheep almost jumped out of her skin in shock as she heard Phals’ voice. “Ph-Ph-Phals-san! Don’t scare me like that!” Anne cried out while blushing. “Wh-what are you doing here?”

  The dragon sighed with crossed arms. “Just felt like checking on you. You and Amanda are the only ones in the tournament that doesn’t have a second with you after all.”

  Anne chuckled. “I felt it’s only fair that way.” she said with a smile. “Me and my sis have more extensive experience with this sort of fighting, so there’s no need for us to get assistance.”

  “Well, if you’ve fully made up your mind about this, then I won’t disgrace you by objecting to it. But at the very least,” Phals held up Anne’s pair of boxing gloves, “let me put on your gloves. I bet it must be a pain in the ass to put them on without help.”

  The suggestion made Anne blush as she sat down on her bench with a smile. “Sure, thanks~”

  Meanwhile, Balen scratched his head as he looked at Mizore who was deep asleep on the locker bench. “Why won’t you wake up…? I’ve been trying for ten whole minutes…” The rabbit was a kind man, but even he found his patience waning as the time of Mizore’s match drew closer. “Honestly, I still don’t understand how you’re able to sleep so casually.” he said as he slowly pushed the tall fox up in a sitting position with heavy grunts. “It’s actually rather impressive to be honest.”

  Mizore’s eyes slowly opened and she stretched with a loud yawn before trying to lazily scratch herself, only to stop as she felt the soft leather rub against her body. “Hmm…?” She slowly looked at the boxing glove that Balen had put on while she was asleep. “Oven mittens…?”

  Balen jolted as his ears stood on end. “Those are boxing gloves! How did you mistake those for oven mittens?!” he snapped dramatically before quickly regaining his composure. “You do remember that you got a boxing match against Anne today, right?”

  The fox blinked slowly. “Oooh, that’s right, I was preparing for my match weren’t I? Let’s see…” She stood up and stretched for a moment before suddenly punching the air in an arc. “Hmm, that’s not quite right…”

  Although he was no boxer himself, even Balen could tell that Mizore had a surprisingly good boxing form as her punch audibly sliced the air. Her feet were firmly planted on the ground in a remarkably solid stance with next to no gaps, showing that despite her casual slacker behavior, she was still a skilled veteran who knew what she was doing at the end of the day. Was it due to her role as a grappler? Or did she learn by observing others? Either way, Balen had a feeling Mizore would give Anne more trouble than he previously thought.

  “What a mighty punch that was.” Balen said while clapping energetically. “I’m sure it will rattle even a beast like Anne.”

  Mizore blushed and patted the luchador rabbit’s head. “Aww, you’re so sweet. But…” She looked at her fist, “a punch like that won’t be enough. It lacks that extra sharpness that Anne has. But what I lack in precision and technique…” She threw a mighty swing of her arm which created a brief gust of air, “I’ll compensate for it with density and power.”

  Seeing Mizore talk like this was a very rare occurrence for Balen as he slowly nodded. “A sound strategy, one befitting a veteran like yourself.” He then did a dramatic pose. “I, the Masked Hero of Justice, shall provide you with all the support you need!”

  With a soft giggle, the fox clapped at his performance. “I’m honored to have you by my side, Balen-san~”

  Back in the main arena, Maguro was now ready to open tonight’s show as he sat by the commentator’s desk. “Good evening everyone and welcome to tonight’s big boxing event! We’ve got four exciting, back to back matches waiting for us tonight, starting with Anne vs Mizore!” He then looked at Dread who sat next to him. “And Dread-san, our esteemed boss, will be joining us as my guest commentator. Do you have any words for our audience?”

  Dread crossed his arms with a serious look on his face. “I hope Phals loses her match.”

  Maguro paused and sweated. “Eh? How come?”

  The dragon poked his forehead. “Think about it. All of the remaining fighters are attractive in their own way except her, so if she loses now, the semi finals and grand final will be really hot. In fact, I even made a list.” He pulled a crumpled piece of paper from his pocket and started reading. “Anne: Strong body, big ass, big breasts… Great sex appeal. Mizore: Strong body, acceptable level of plumpness, charming face, nice breasts… Good sex appeal. Mimi: Cute face, acceptable breast size, nice body… Nice sex appeal. Asuka: Super sexy breasts, nice body… Great sex appeal. Addie: Big breasts, strong body, charming inexperience… Good sex appeal. Amanda: Nice breasts, very strong and compact body, would have had a cute face if not for the scar… Nice sex appeal. Reina: Perfect body, perfect face, perfect sex appeal. Phals: Flat-chested, zero charm, looks like a man… Zero sex appeal.” He calmly put his note down on the desk. “In conclusion, Phals ruins a perfectly hot matchup thanks to her severe lack of sex appeal.”

  The sound of loud booing accompanied by cheering soon enveloped the arena as Dread’s verdict created a volatile, mixed reaction from the audience. Dread didn’t care however and simply picked his nose in disinterest as she firmly stuck to his conviction. That was, however, until he felt a small yet excessively strong hand grab the top of his head - before he knew it, Dread’s face was smashed and buried into the desk, leaving his head lodged in the wooden material while Maguro fell out of his chair in shock.

  “You meanie.” Amanda said as she looked down on the dragon with both hands on her hips. “I’m still super cute actually, my scar is simply a symbol of sisterly love and I won’t accept any insults of that nature.”

  As the sheep walked away, Maguro swallowed a lump in his throat and looked at Dread while sweating with a nervous smile. “I don’t normally say this but…you deserved that.” He then quickly returned his attention to the ring. “Now, while our guest commentator is ‘sleeping’, let’s introduce the first boxer for today’s match! During the day, she can be found sleeping everywhere, whether it be the kitchen, the showers or even the training hall, but once she enters the ring, this fox is a force to be reckoned with! Introducing… Mizore!”

  Spotlights were turned on to highlight Mizore’s entrance as she entered the arena wearing a light blue robe decorated with white snowflakes which flapped gently while she approached the ring with light steps. The fox did a couple punches in the air with her light blue boxing gloves to entertain the crowd and once she got close to the ring, Balen jumped up from behind with acrobatic finesse before landing inside the ring to widen the bottom and middle rope for her to climb inside. Once Mizore stood in the ring, Balen grabbed the edge of her robe and pulled it off to fully reveal the fox’ light blue boxing outfit with great dramatic flair - the rabbit then backflipped out of the ring and as he landed on the floor, he was now wearing the robe as he had equipped it in mid-air. Mizore raised her arms in the air for the cheering crowd as she smiled brightly and continued to lightly punch the air with an excited look on her face, eager to fight Anne in such a different, intense setting.

  “Seems like Mizore’s already bursting with energy, so let’s introduce her opponent!” Maguro said while pointing at the opposite end of the arena. “She came here as a guest but has since challenged our members on an almost daily basis! She’s fierce like a beast and intelligent like a scholar, a war machine designed to destroy any opponent she’s faced with! Introducing… Anne!”

  Anne entered the arena but unlike Mizore she didn’t wear a robe, instead walking towards the ring in nothing but her thick wool as she kept her muscular arm raised in the air. Phals was walking close behind the sheep in silence and after she separated the ropes to let Anne inside the ring, the dragon walked over to the spectator seats before sitting down to spectate. As the sheep stood in the ring, Anne did a couple stretches before looking at Shiro, then motioned him to get close before whispering something in his ear - the ninja referee nodded and soon summoned a shadow tendril which held up a microphone for her.

  After grabbing hold of the microphone, Anne showed a cheeky smile. “Before we start our match, there’s something I have to say. Mizore!” She pointed her boxing glove at the fox. “Out of every single remaining participant, you are by far the least threatening boxer! Your danger level is way below zero!”

  The crowd gasped in surprise at the sudden, unprompted insult and Maguro leaned forward with wide eyes. “What’s this? Anne just made a really bold declaration! Normally one would assume that she’d say such a thing about Asuka or Mimi due to their low striking power, so this is a surprise!”

  Mizore blinked slowly and cocked her head sideways in confusion. “You really think so?” She rubbed her glove against her chin in thought. “I don’t think I’m that bad at punching, personally…”

  Anne shook her head. “That may be true, but it’s also irrelevant to my judgment. Ever since the conclusion of the first round, I have built a list of who I consider to be the most dangerous opponents for me and ultimately…you rank the lowest, Mizore-san!” She began to pace around the ring. “The biggest threat to me in this tournament is my big sis, Amanda. She’s got the perfect combination of technique and brute strength which I truly can’t compete against at any point. A match against her would be an instant loss for me, so I’m grateful I won’t see her until the finals if I get that far.”

  Amanda blushed brightly and giggled as she waved at her sister. “I love you too, lil’ sis~!♡”

  The sheep sighed and ignored the cheers. “Moving on, ranked in second place…Phals-san!” She pointed at the dragon. “She may have lost in all of our boxing matches, but her guts and battle sense makes it impossible for me to say with absolute confidence that I can win. I hope to see her in the grand finals, but seeing as though she might get Amanda as her opponent, I very much doubt it will happen.”

  The dragon gritted her teeth and immediately rose from her chair. “Don’t count me out that easily, Anne! I swear that I will defeat everyone, no matter who they are! Even Amanda!”

  “Good to know, now we just need to see if you can pull it off. As for the third most threatening opponent, that would be Asuka-san!” She paused for a moment as the entire arena went silent. “You all saw her match, didn’t you? Some may argue she only won due to Lilia-san’s disqualification, but any decent boxer worth a damn would say that she stayed in complete control for most of the match. If it weren’t for the size and reach disadvantage, she would have dominated Lilia-san from start to finish!” she said before smiling. “I admit that I did indeed give her guidance, but that changes nothing. Her unique boxing style runs counter to mine and I know she would be a very troublesome opponent to face!”

  Asuka wanted to keep her calm demeanor, but the sheep’s words made it impossible for her to not smile. “She really knows how to boost someone's confidence.” she said with a tiny smile. “Now I actually want to face her in the ring for real.”

  All attention was on Anne as she resumed her ranking. “The fourth most threatening opponent for me is Mimi-san! Her punches are abysmal, but her footwork is arguably equal or even superior to mine, so I know she would give me a lot of trouble within the ring. Additionally, her size combined with said speed makes her a pain in the ass to hit!”

  Mimi’s ears perked up and she giggled cheerfully while blushing. “Anne-san’s got such high praise for me!” she said before looking at Asuka who was sitting a few seats away. “If I manage to defeat Asuka-chan, maybe I even have a chance of reaching the grand finals…?”

  “Next on the list of opponents is Reina-san.” Anne said before shrugging. “One might argue that her footwork and agility might be better than Mimi-san’s, but…” She showed a cheeky smile as she looked at where Reina was sitting, “I really can’t imagine myself losing to that cat in boxing. A few solid strikes to the face and she’s nothing but a living sandbag to me.”

  Reina’s face went red and she crossed her arms as a large angry vein showed on her forehead. “That damn sheep’s underestimating me… I’ll make her eat those words later…”

  Anne then turned to look in the direction of Addie with a face of disdain. “And then there’s Addie-san. She’s got guts and strong arms but…nothing else.” she said in an icy tone. “Guts alone is useless if one can’t take advantage of it and she’s living proof of that. In my eyes, she’s an even bigger punching bag than Reina-san, I can easily toy with her for all twelve rounds if I so wished.”

  As she heard those cold words leave Anne’s lips, Addie’s heart sank and she looked down on the floor. “I got…nothing…?” She soon bit her lip and clapped her head with both hands. “No, I shouldn’t let her words get to me, she’s not my opponent. Anne-dono might dominate me easily with her experience, I know that, but…” The tiger looked in the direction of Amanda and showed a tiny, confident smile, “my opponent is Amanda-dono. Once I manage to hit her, I’m sure I’ll be able to win easily since her pain tolerance is so low. Surely she’ll acknowledge that she was wrong then.”

  “Wasn’t…wasn’t that a bit too mean?” Mizore asked as she looked at Anne. “This tournament is ultimately just a fun event where we try something new, so why are you saying this?”

  “I’m simply making a point, Mizore-san.” Anne said with a cocky smile. “While some members of GROWTH might be capable opponents for me, the bottom three consisting of Reina-san, Addie-san and you…aren’t. I will acknowledge that you’ve got a strong body and potentially threatening punches, but unlike Reina-san who’s got solid agility and Addie-san who can endure long beatings, you don’t last long in a fight. Every match you participate in tells the same story.” She twirled her microphone. “You always spend aaaall of your energy at once and waste it way too quickly. Our matches either end in a quick victory or a long, grueling loss where you’re too tired to fight back.” she said before sighing. “A boxer without stamina is ultimately nothing but a lightweight and a sandbag of the lowest quality, something I will prove in this very match.”

  Shiro blinked slowly and held up a sign saying “This is a bit excessive…” with a sweatdrop emoji as he was starting to feel a bit uncomfortable with the sheep’s harsh remarks.

  Mizore was starting to feel likewise as she clenched her fists from within her gloves. “Anne-san, with all due respect, I don’t appreciate the way you’re talking to us. I know that this is an unfamiliar setting for us and that there might be some truth to what you’re saying seeing as you’ve got more experience, but this is no way to talk to your friends. Even if you’re playing the role of a heel right now, this is too much.”

  Anne shrugged and returned the microphone to Shiro. “Say what you want, I really couldn’t care less. And no, I’m not playing the heel role, we’re not doing wrestling after all.” She then stretched and did a couple hops to warm up. “But now that I’ve said my part, I think it’s about time I prove myself with my fists!”

  Maguro was struggling to find words as he watched Anne silently glare at Mizore, baffled at what the sheep had been saying. “I…I really want to object to what Anne said, but…”

  “She has a point.” Dread said as he sat upright next to Maguro with pieces of wood still stuck on his face. “Mizore may be a veteran, but nowadays she has a far more relaxed approach to fighting and just gives it her all from the beginning. That is indeed a crippling flaw in a boxing setting which drains stamina at a rapid pace. If Mizore intends to win, she’ll have to do so within 2 rounds.”

  “Y-yeah…” the cat agreed. “I just…I’m just surprised that Anne would say such things… She praises half of GROWTH and insults the remaining half, it just feels like it had no real purpose behind it.”

  Dread shrugged. “Eh, I don’t really care to be honest. It’s a free world, she can say what she wants. Right now I just want the match to start so I can enjoy the view.”

  Maguro scratched his cheek and nodded. “Yeah…me too. By the way, don't those wooden splinters hurt you?”

  The dragon blinked with an absentminded look on his face. “What splinters?” Just then, Will approached and casually pulled out a splinter with a tweezer. “Ouch, what the hell are you doing?!”

  “Oh, my apologies,” Will said as he resumed pulling out the splinters, “I just can’t resist the urge to pull them out. It’s very satisfying, like popping sheets of bubble wrap~”

  While Dread was distracted by the painful splinter removal, Shiro decided to let the match begin and stepped back as the bell rang. Anne and Mizore touched gloves before entering a simultaneous guarding stance to observe their opponent, though the fox’ eyes were sharp and narrowed in frustration. She was hoping to have an enjoyable match, but Anne’s harsh words had spoiled her mood, leaving the fox with a really bad taste in her mouth which left her feeling very uncomfortable. Mizore began to throw a few jabs at first to test the sheep’s defenses before suddenly firing off an extra powerful Right Hook to catch Anne off-guard, then threw out a swift Left Hook followed by a Right Straight, all of which were blocked with audible grunts. Anne didn’t even attempt to counter as she simply stayed on the defensive to guard against the fox’ increasingly powerful punches, earning her loud boos from the disappointed crowd while she was slowly pushed towards the corner. The fox’ patience was soon running thin and she reeled her arm back to unleash a punch at full power, only to suddenly stop on her tracks as one of Anne’s white gloves burrowed itself into her stomach, causing her to spit out saliva with a gasp. She was given no time to defend herself however as the sheep rammed four consecutive Left-Right Hooks to the stomach and after the fox stumbled back a couple steps, she dropped down on one knee while holding her bruised belly with hoarse gasps.

  “Sh-she’s down!” Maguro shouted as he firmly gripped his microphone. “Mizore applied a lot of pressure early, but she got punished for it with five consecutive punches to the stomach! That’s got to hurt!”

  “Anne’s definitely targeting her stamina.” Dread said with a nod. “She provoked Mizore into burning energy by attacking, then struck the stomach to disrupt her breathing rhythm. If Mizore doesn’t catch on soon, this will be a very, very short match.”

  While Shiro began to count, Anne looked down on Mizore and scoffed. “Hmph, I thought you’d be more threatening than this during the beginning phase. Are you so unfamiliar with boxing that you don’t even know how to use your bursts of energy correctly? So pathetic.”

  Mizore wasn’t one to be angered easily, but the sheep’s words were rather annoying to the fox.. “I understand…that you can get competitive…but this is too much…” she said with a frown before standing up at the count of five. “It seems I’ll have to…teach you a lesson…”

  When the match resumed, Mizore held both arms close to her chest in a guarded stance and hunched forward before swiftly closing the distance, then pressured Anne with a wide array of jabs at varying speeds - the erratic pacing made guarding tricky for the sheep as it was difficult to get the timing right, resulting in a few jabs striking her face and body. However, those were ultimately still jabs at the end of the day and Mizore knew that the damage was negligible at best, so it didn’t take long before she added stronger punches to her offense to make defending even more difficult for her opponent. Anne had no choice but to stay on the defense as she did her best to endure the erratic torrent of unrelenting jabs with blocks and parries, but just as she sidestepped an especially fast jab, she was suddenly struck by a heavy Right Hook to the ribs which briefly brought her to a halt. The sheep winced from the stinging pain and instinctively lowered one arm to protect her body, only for Mizore to swiftly use that opening to strike her nose with a jab which was then quickly followed by a Right Straight to the mouth. As she saw Anne stumble from the impact, Mizore eagerly stepped forth to resume her offense in the hopes of knocking her down, but then she was suddenly struck in the jaw by a white glove which came from a blind spot on her right side - without the fox noticing, the sheep had kept her left glove low and out of sight for this very moment to strike. Anne soon recovered her footing while Mizore was temporarily stunned and immediately struck her face with an Overhead Punch, then clocked her jaw with a Left Hook and finished the combination with an Uppercut to the stomach. Mizore’s eyes widened and her cheeks puffed up, but as the sheep twisted her glove against her skin, the fox spat out saliva and once again dropped to her knees while holding her bruised stomach in agony.

  “It happened again! Mizore had the advantage and while she did manage to land some blows, Anne hit back with a brutal counter combination!” Maguro exclaimed as steam puffed from his nose. “Could Anne’s prediction be proven right?!”

  Just as Shiro had reached the count of seven however, the bell rang and Dread let out a bored sigh. “Yeah, this match is over.” he said while shaking his head as he watched Balen help Mizore to her corner. “Mizore’s habit is too easy for Anne to exploit. As you saw just now, she even had to be saved by the bell to survive the first round.”

  Maguro didn’t have much to say about that. “It’s unfortunate, but I think you may be right. It does seem like Mizore’s incompatible with boxing like Anne said…”

  Back in Mizore’s corner, Bale gently removed the fox’ light blue mouthguard and gave her a bottle of water. “Miss Mizore, if I may be so blunt, I think you should calm down. As a Masked Hero of Justice, I can easily tell that Anne’s being the villain here, so you shouldn’t fall for such a dastardly mental trap!”

  The fox took a long sip from her bottle and spat into the bucket, then let out a relieved sigh. “Aah~ That felt good~” she said before relaxing her muscles. “Now I can finally go all out.”

  The rabbit gave her a confused look. “Huh? What felt good? Did you enjoy getting hit? No, don’t tell me…” He began to pull at his ears in a dramatic manner. “Did that foul villain turn you into a masochist?!”

  Mizore stared at Balen before laughing. “Oh no, not like that. I just feel really good…now that I’ve released all of my aggression~” she said with a bright smile before drinking from her bottle. “I was really upset about what she said…but now my mind is cleared.” She punched her gloves together. “I think it’s about time that Anne-chan gets to see the real Mizore~!”

  Balen scratched the side of his head. “But are you alright though? She’s already hit you a lot and you were saved by the bell just now...”

  Mizore waved her hand dismissively with a warm smile. “I’m fine, I’m fine. I let myself fall earlier…to save energy.” she said with a playful wink. “I knew there were less than ten seconds left…so it was safe for me to fall.”

  The luchador’s ears perked up. “Are you a secret genius?!”

  “Maybe I am~” the fox giggled. “Foxes are known for being clever after all~”

  After Balen returned her mouthpiece, Mizore banged her gloves together and returned to the center of the ring with an excited smile, showing no signs of fatigue despite the many punches. Anne was rather perplexed by this as she had expected the fox to be more winded, but she ultimately figured that her opponent was simply hiding her weakness - a few more strikes to the stomach should undoubtedly lay her fatigue bare for all to see. When the second round began, Mizore was the first to act as she put up an open guard with her arms apart and at uneven height to replicate her usual grappler’s stance, something Anne had rarely ever seen in boxing. The sheep knew of its effectiveness in wrestling where it made grabbing opponents easier, but in boxing? She had no idea what the fox was planning.

  “Just what kind of boxing stance is that…?” Anne asked with narrowed eyes.

  Mizore simply smiled as she kept her feet firmly planted on the ground. “One that will defeat you, Anne-chan.”

  This intrigued Anne who quickly threw a swift jab which was promptly blocked, then kept testing Mizore with increasingly faster jabs coupled with the occasional Flicker Jab, yet the fox successfully dodged, parried and blocked every attempt at getting a clean hit. The sheep was puzzled at her failure to land even a single jab, though as she paid more attention to the fox’ legs she began to notice skillful patterns of her footwork and flashed a big smile. Whether it was intentional or purely by mistake, Anne left herself wide open as she reeled her arm back for an extra heavy punch, something Mizore fully capitalized on as she landed a swift One-Two Jab combo to the face, then smashed a punch at full power to the sheep’s jaw. The punch left Anne stunned as she staggered sideways and Mizore quickly took advantage of this by unleashing a rapid combination of Hooks and jabs to keep her opponent dazed, then sent her crashing to the canvas with an extra powerful Overhand Punch to the face.

  Dread scoffed as he looked down on the ring with crossed arms. “Anne’s an idiot. Why would she leave herself open like that?”

  “That’s a very good question, we rarely ever see her make such grave errors this early into the fight…” Maguro said while scratching his chin. “Though I must say, Mizore’s done a very good job implementing her grappling style into boxing. Her stance might look sloppy and full of openings at first glance, but this more spread-out guard makes it much easier for her to block incoming jabs with swift reactions. Wrestlers, and especially grapplers like her, need to have a good reaction time to catch approaching opponents and she’s using that very same skill to block jabs instead.” He then began to eagerly note down the details. “In layman’s terms, Mizore’s long experience as a veteran grappler allowed her to completely nullify Anne’s jabs and thereby forced her to use normal punches that’d leave her open for a counter.”

  The dragon slowly looked at Maguro with a deadpan look on his face. “...Nerd.”

  While Shiro was calmly counting with his signs, Anne rose to her feet with a groan and popped her neck. “Man, that hurt… Your punches aren’t half-bad.” she said while looking at Mizore. “And that battle style of yours…mixing grappling fundamentals into boxing… That’s so interesting!”

  Mizore smiled slightly as she saw Anne’s response to the punches, though the fox had hoped she did more damage. “You’re as sturdy as ever.” she said with a firm smile as a bead of sweat trickled down her chin. “Maybe I should aim for a TKO instead.”

  Anne stretched with a playful chuckle and showed a cocky smile. “Oh, don’t get the wrong idea, you still don’t stand a chance…” she said while shaking her head. “The only reason you even managed to knock me down…was because I allowed myself to get hit…in order to test out your offensive power.” She waved her glove in a dismissive manner. “Now that you’ve provided me with this experience…it’s time for me to finish you off!”

  The fox was barely given any time to process Anne’s words as the round resumed and she was soon forced to parry a Flicker Jab which was even faster than the previous ones, then gritted her teeth when even faster attacks were thrown at her. However, despite the increase in speed, Mizore proved to have even greater reaction speed as she successfully blocked each jab while also using her skillful footwork to prevent being trapped in the corner. As they witnessed Mizore’s iron solid defense on full display, the audience let out loud cheers while chanting the fox’ name, a development which only served to further get on Anne’s nerves - this change in tension brought a brief delay in the sheep’s punches and Mizore soon capitalized on it by surprising her with a swift Left Hook to the face. Anne staggered backwards with a grunt and swung a sudden punch at Mizore who was quickly approaching, but the fox had anticipated this as she had her left arm ready to deflect it before hammering her opponent’s face with a Haymaker. The Haymaker’s impact rocked Anne’s head backwards as she stumbled into the ropes in a daze and Mizore soon unloaded heavy punches to the face and stomach, trapping the sheep in a chain of continuous blows until the bell finally rang. While Mizore walked back to her corner to thunderous applause with her fist raised in the air, Anne was hanging on the ropes in a heavy daze, groggy and breathless with a bruised face as some of the wool on her body had been torn by friction.

  Meanwhile, Mizore sat down on her stool with a heavy breath as she panted and fanned her throbbing arms. “Anne-chan’s power is scary, even her jabs hurt a lot…”

  “That…was…amazing!” Balen exclaimed as he shook her shoulders. “You completely dominated her without taking a single hit! How did you do that?!”

  “I just mixed grappling with boxing, that’s all.” She leaned against the turnbuckle and stretched. “This style of fighting is less strenuous to the body too, so I can last much longer than usual~”

  Balen eagerly slapped Mizore’s back and showed a thumbs up. “That’s great, keep this up and surely you’ll be able to defeat that foul villain!”

  Mizore shook her head with a firm smile. “No, it won’t be that easy.” she said while watching Shiro lead the battered sheep to her corner. “As a fellow veteran, I could tell that I didn’t land many clean hits.” She looked at one of her boxing gloves. “She was able to move her head along with my punches to minimize the damage even in her dazed state. It felt as though she did it subconsciously…”

  “Well, Miss Anne is a professional fighter after all, she must have developed many habits over the years.” Balen said with a nod before placing both hands on Mizore’s shoulders. “But don’t let this discourage you Miss Mizore, I’m confident that you can win!”

  “You’re so cute, Balen-chan~” She slowly stood up from her stool and stretched her arms. “I’ll do my best to give her a fight she won’t forget.”

  Meanwhile, after having reassured Shiro that she could still fight, Anne walked towards the center of the ring and faced Mizore with a big smile. “I’m surprised. You don’t look…tired at all…” she said with a raised brow. “Usually you’d be…short on breath by now.”

  Steam puffed from Mizore’s nose as she looked into Anne’s eyes. “Don’t be so surprised, it’s only natural that I’d fight you seriously after hearing such harsh words. I’ve got plenty of energy left to face you!”

  “I see.” Anne nodded slowly and popped her neck. “So my words actually reached you then. Good. In that case, let’s see how you handle my second phase.”

  “Round three is going to be very interesting.” Maguro said as he looked down on the ring. “Now that Anne’s seen Mizore’s style of fighting, she will likely adapt to it and develop ways to counter it.” he said while pulling up another notebook of his. “As some of you might already know, Anne’s earned the nickname ‘Water Fist’ in the martial arts scene due to her impeccable ability to study an opponent’s fighting style and adjust herself to face it in the most optimal manner. If Mizore is not prepared, she might find herself struggling very badly.”

  Dread picked his nose in disinterest. “So basically, Anne is the brain and Mizore is the brawn.”

  Maguro shook his head. “Not quite. Anne actually qualifies as both at once. It’d be more accurate to say that Mizore has the brawn, while Anne has both brains AND brawn. But Mizore still has some advantages over Anne.” He raised two fingers. “She’s taller with a slight reach advantage and she’s also faster. If she makes good use of those advantages, she could definitely make up for Anne’s other advantages.” he said with a nod before watching as Shiro got ready to start the third round. “And here we go, round three will soon begin!”

  When the round began, Anne entered a more defensive guard with both arms close to her chest and began to throw occasional straight jabs at the fox, all of which were blocked with relative ease. Each time Mizore would try to get closer however, Anne immediately stepped back to distance herself to continue striking from afar - this choice puzzled Mizore as the fox had a slightly longer reach. The two soon began to jab at each other from a distance and as Mizore had expected, she was the one who managed to land more hits on the sheep, leaving her wondering why such a flawed strategy was implemented in the first place. After spending the first minute of the match exchanging jabs however, Anne suddenly took a step forward and threw a Left Straight aimed for Mizore’s face, but the fox quickly reacted and raised her guard to block the incoming strike before grunting as she felt the sheep’s right glove strike her ribs. The fox winced in pain as she had been fooled by Anne’s feint, though she recovered quickly and returned the favor by striking the sheep’s stomach hard.

  “Clever move, but it was too shallow…” Mizore said with a confident smile as she swung a punch at Anne’s face. “Striking from afar won’t work on me.”

  “I know.” Anne slightly lowered herself to block Mizore’s punch with her sturdy forehead. “But I’m sure this will work!”

  Before Mizore could pull her arm back, Anne landed a second punch to the fox’ body and used that brief moment to get even closer, then rocked her body yet again with a solid Left Hook. Mizore gasped and quickly stepped back in a more guarded, defensive stance, but Anne was prepared for this as she unleashed a massive Corkscrew Punch which slipped past the fox’ guard and landed a clean hit to the face. The impact rocked Mizore’s head backwards as her head was left ringing, but she managed to put up a strong guard just in time to block a massive barrage of punches from Anne. As the continuous strikes kept hammering into Mizore’s guard, it didn’t take long before she was pushed into the corner.

  “Aah! Anne isn’t letting up on her punches!” Maguro yelled into his microphone. “Mizore isn’t given any chance to counter at all! That Corkscrew Punch really shattered Mizore’s hopes of keeping a stable guard!”

  “And now she’s burning a lot of stamina to weaken Mizore’s guard.” Dread said with slow nods. “But I doubt it’ll work, Mizore’s defenses are very tight.”

  “No, her guard won’t last.” Maguro said as he shook his head. “Anne’s punches may look random at first glance, but the targeting is very precise and deliberate. If Mizore doesn’t notice soon, she risks getting pummeled badly.”

  Back in the ring, Mizore gritted her teeth and sweated as she felt the pain gradually build in her arms. The constant punches and closeness of Anne’s body left the taller fox with less room to move as she was trapped in the corner, doomed to experience a hellish beatdown from the powerful sheep. Just when Mizore’s guard was about to falter, however, the fox released her guard and took a heavy punch to the stomach, but managed to endure it as she struck Anne’s unsuspecting jaw with a Right Hook at full power. Anne was caught completely by surprise and briefly halted her offense as the blow left her rather rattled, leaving her wide open for Mizore to strike her stomach with a heavy punch which tore apart the wool to expose her stomach before sending her flying with an Uppercut to the chin. Sweat and saliva flew in the air as Anne’s mouthguard was nearly sent flying out before she hit the canvas with a loud bang - her mind was left in a deep daze by the counter and the wool covering her crotch grew dark as she was starting to get wet.

  “Wh-what a counter!” Maguro screamed in shock. “Mizore sacrificed her body to land a powerful combination and blew her away with an Uppercut! Can Anne even get up from that?!”

  Dread slowly nodded while scratching his chin with interest. “Looks like we’re going to see some sex happening very soon~”

  Maguro turned to look at Dread with a frown. “-Is that all you can think about right now…?”

  The dragon crossed his arms and looked at Maguro with a serious expression. “Yes.”

  Anne’s mind was swimming as the Uppercut had severely rattled her brain and Shiro calmly did the counting, though he found it hard to believe she would get up after receiving such a brutal combination. In the meantime, Mizore raised a trembling, bruised arm while rubbing her sore stomach, hoping the sheep would stay down for good. The fox knew that although Anne’s strategy was borderline reckless, it was also the most effective way to bypass her personal fighting style - Mizore’s reaction time would be less effective the closer the opponent was since she’d be given far less time to react like usual. It was simple but very efficient in getting the job done.

  By the time of the six count, Anne’s arm finally started moving alongside her body and much to the audience’s shock, the sheep was back on her feet at the count of nine. “Whew…I thought…I was…a goner…” she said while rubbing her chin with tired eyes. “Mizore-san… You’re good…very good…”

  Shiro was about to ask Anne if she was willing to continue, but soon changed his mind as he saw the fiery look in her eyes and quickly stepped back to let the round resume. With the sheep in such a worn-out state, Mizore saw an opportunity to finish the match and quickly closed in with consecutive Right-Left Hooks aimed for the head, but Anne managed to keep her guard up with a frown. Her heavy grunts echoed in the ring as she desperately endured the fox’ offense, but just when the bell was about to ring, one of Mizore’s punches slipped past the sheep’s guard and struck her stomach, causing her cheeks to puff up as she nearly spat out her mouthguard - Mizore swiftly followed up with an Uppercut against her stunned opponent, but her glove was soon stopped by one of Shiro’s shadow tendrils when the bell rang to end the round, leaving it just a few inches short of Anne’s chin.

  “And Anne just got saved by the bell. That Uppercut would have most likely knocked her out there and then.” Maguro said while wiping some sweat from his forehead. “Despite Anne’s harsh verdict, I think we can all agree that Mizore has effectively proven her wrong at this point. I’m sure Anne must be reconsidering her words right about now.”

  “She’s probably too tired to even think at this point.” Dread laughed. “That Uppercut earlier probably turned her brain into scrambled eggs.”

  Maguro nodded. “Most likely. I suspect this match will end in the next round at this rate.”

  Unbeknownst to the two commentators however, Anne’s line of thought seemed to be perfectly fine as she untied the laces of her boxing gloves with her lips to remove them before removing her mouthguard on her own. She then grabbed a bottle of water, took a couple of sips and spat into a bucket before splashing some water on her face to cool off, then leaned back against the corner with a sigh as she closed her eyes.

  (“Mizore’s clever.”) she thought to herself. (“Mixing grappling with boxing in that specific manner makes my jabs pointless, so I’m forced to use bigger punches that risk getting countered. Striking from a distance to make her come closer is a waste of time and while getting up close does make it hard for her, it’s also very risky. I was almost knocked out because of it…”) She then showed a big, toothy grin and put her mouthguard back in. (“I’ve severely misjudged you, Mizore. As a reward for your efforts, I will come at you with everything I have left!”)

  Back in the opposite corner, Balen was busy placing some ice packs on Mizore’s bruised arms when he spotted Anne’s smile as Shiro helped put on her boxing gloves again. “Look, that villain is smiling at us. Surely she must be thinking of some dastardly plan…”

  Mizore on the other hand didn’t share that mindset as she worked on regaining her breath. “No, I think…she’s just excited… She must have wanted…nothing more…than for me…to prove her wrong…” She winced in pain as her arms were hurting a lot. “Aww…I think my arms…can only last…one more round… That’s unfortunate… I was having so much fun…”

  Balen looked at her in worry. “Oh no, what will you do?”

  The fox raised her fists with a big grin. “I will come at her…with all of my…remaining strength!”

  “Oho, so you aim to finish it in the next round? Very well!” After putting Mizore’s mouthguard back in, the rabbit did a dramatic pose. “I wish you the best of luck, Miss Mizore! Break through the villain’s defenses with all your might and teach her a lesson she’ll never forget!”

  Mizore nodded with an excited smile. “Yes!”

  When the two boxers faced each other once again, Shiro looked at the two in unease. Anne was considerably battered all over and Mizore’s arms were severely bruised from continuous blocking, so the ninja paid extra close attention to them both as his instincts told him one would most certainly fall this round. Once he began the fourth round and the bell rang, Shiro watched as both women charged forth and threw a simultaneous punch which struck them both in the face for a Cross Counter - the ninja stood still and stared at them while raising a sign showing a shocked and scared emoji in response. Despite having just received a powerful punch to the face, Anne and Mizore both smiled as their eyes met and soon threw a second punch which also struck them both. Then another. And another. Within mere seconds of the round’s beginning, the two boxers exchanged non-stop blows in a rush of adrenaline, though it was soon made clear who the superior striker was as Anne burrowed a punch deeply inside Mizore’s bruised stomach, bringing the fox to a complete halt. Mizore’s cheeks puffed up and as Anne struck her stomach a second time, the fox nearly spat out her mouthpiece before she was sent crashing to the canvas with a brutal Left Hook. While Shiro began to count, Mizore sloppily got up on all fours as a dark spot formed in her panties, though she eventually managed to stand at the count of seven.

  “I’m sorry…but this…is where you’ll lose…” Anne said with a confident, yet tired smile on her face. “In a contest of striking…I’m far superior…”

  Mizore was panting in exhaustion as those two punches to the stomach had drained her stamina considerably, but she refused to let that shake her fighting spirit. “I’m not…done…yet…”

  After Shiro had made sure Mizore could continue fighting, he resumed the match and watched in surprise as the fox made the first incentive by swinging a huge Haymaker towards Anne. The sheep was shocked to see such a poorly executed swing and effortlessly stepped aside, only to pause as she found Mizore’s glove buried in her gut. Without Anne realizing it, Mizore had used the Haymaker as a bait while secretly preparing a second strike and when this then proved successful, the fox hammered several consecutive punches to the stunned sheep’s stomach before finishing the combination with a brutal Uppercut to the solar plexus. A hoarse whimper of a gasp left Anne’s lips as she soon vomited saliva and squirted on the canvas before collapsing on the mat with tears in her eyes, completely devoid of air. Cum leaked from the sheep’s crotch as she writhed on the canvas in agony, her exposed stomach now covered in bruises from Mizore’s continuous strikes.

  “Oh my god, what a destructive Uppercut! I don’t think Anne can rise again after this!” Maguro yelled as he eagerly stepped on the edge of his commentator’s desk. “Mizore might have just successfully gained a big upset victory-” He suddenly paused and his eyes went wide. “Wh-wh-wh-what?!”

  Mizore stared with wide eyes of shock and awe as Anne slowly rose to her feet by the count of nine and smiled nervously. “Are…are you…for real…? I put everything…I had…into that Uppercut…”

  Anne showed a weak smile, her eyes faint. “It’s not…enough…to beat me…” she wheezed, then slowly looked at Shiro. “I’m ready…”

  The ninja was hesitant, but he had a feeling that calling off the fight would cause more harm than good and thus allowed the match to resume. Mizore took a step forward in the hopes of finishing the fight, but Anne had a surprising amount of energy left as she approached the fox with a powerful Right Hook which she was forced to block, then threw a Left Hook which was also blocked before swinging a swift punch for the gut. The fox just barely managed to take a step back to avoid the gut punch, but Anne had anticipated as much and swiftly struck Mizore on the nose with a jab before following up with a lightning-fast Left Straight to the mouth. Anne’s strike proved quite effective as the tired fox stumbled into the ropes, leaving her temporarily vulnerable - the sheep showed no mercy and soon unloaded a brutal chain of punches to Mizore’s face to perform a devastating Dempsey Roll.

  Maguro was sweating profusely as he watched the sweat and saliva flying in the air. “I can’t believe it! Not only did Anne manage to get on her feet, she’s now destroying Mizore with the most aggressive Dempsey Roll I’ve ever seen!”

  Dread’s sharp eyes soon noticed that Mizore had started cumming and smiled. “Yeah, it’s finally fucking over. Now all Anne needs to do is finish Mizore off and we can all sit back and enjoy the show~”

  Mizore’s eyes were growing faint as she was beaten into a deeply hazy state, leaving her utterly unable to stop cumming from the savage domination she was experiencing. However, just as she was getting close to passing out, the faint sound of Balen’s yelling reached her ears.

  “Miss Mizore! Don’t give in! You can still defeat that villain!” the rabbit yelled as he punched the air. “One punch! You just need one more punch!”

  Whether through sheer will or by instinct, Mizore’s body suddenly moved on its own and her arm rocketed towards Anne before striking her jaw with a clean, magnificent Right Hook packed with the fox’ pure determination to win. Cum squirted from Anne’s crotch as her head was violently rocked sideways by the punch and after stumbling clumsily towards the center of the ring, the sheep collapsed with her mouthguard poking out between her lips.

  “I…I… What?!” Maguro was screaming at the top of his lungs. “Another reversal! Just when will this match end?!”

  Even Dread seemed shocked as he was now leaning forward on his chair. “I must admit, not even I saw that coming. This match is doing a damn good job showing off the guts of these two beautiful women. Man, I really wish I was down there so I could fuck them…”

  With Anne down on the mat for the second time, Shiro sighed and began to count again, now finally certain that she wouldn’t get up again - it was then he nearly jumped in shock as he watched the sheep rise to her feet at the count of nine yet again. While the audience went crazy with loud cheers, Shiro slowly held up a sign saying “Are you a zombie?” with a zombie emoji, his mind stricken by disbelief. However, although he really wanted to call off the fight in Mizore’s favor, there was still one minute left of the round and Anne showed no signs of giving in as she had already raised her gloves in a guard. The ninja scratched the back of his head and considered it again for a moment before finally making the final decision as he raised a second sign saying “Continue” with a sweatdrop emoji.

  Both boxers were absolutely exhausted and panted heavily as they were both at their limit with cum trickling down their legs. Each movement caused love juices to drip from their soaked crotch, but neither fighter showed any signs of stopping as Mizore began the assault with big, reckless punches with the full intent to finish their fight. Anne on the other hand kept her guard tight as she protected her face and chest, though her fatigue made her considerably sloppy as her badly bruised stomach was now left vulnerable. Noticing an opportunity, Mizore reeled her arm back and hammered a powerful punch into Anne’s stomach as the leather pushed deeply into the softened muscle tissue, causing the sheep to spit out her mouthguard while squirting profusely before her legs briefly gave out on her. With Anne at her most weakened state, Mizore gathered all of her remaining strength in her other arm as her muscles bulged before swinging a huge Right Hook towards the sheep.

  “This will…finish it!”

  As the punch was swung in a wide arc towards Anne’s head, the sheep suddenly ducked below the strike at the very last moment and as Mizore was brought forward by the weight of her own attack, the slow realization caused her eyes to widen. With a loud yell, Anne used all of her remaining strength to rise alongside her fist before thrusting her arm upward to perform a Rising Uppercut at maximum power. The friction of her glove tore Mizore’s top apart before her head was violently snapped upward as her chin was cleanly struck, sending the large fox and her mouthguard flying high in the air while orgasming profusely - as she flew in the air, a trail of cum was left in the air before she loudly hit the canvas, her consciousness completely blown away. Shiro quickly hunched down to count, but he could tell from the empty look in Mizore’s eyes coupled with the non-stop squirting that the fox had been knocked out cold, though he still went through with the counting as a sign of respect for her hard work. When he reached the count of ten, the bell rang to signal Anne’s victory by KO as the ninja raised the exhausted sheep’s arm in the air, though it really seemed like she would also collapse at any moment.

  “That…was…so…intense!” Maguro screamed as he nearly crushed the handle of his microphone. “Reversal after reversal, with nobody knowing who would win until the very end… This match carries the very essence of martial arts! It would be no understatement to say that this match was even more intense than both Amanda vs Sakuya and Asuka vs Lilia!”

  Dread showed a big smile as he looked down on Mizore’s half-naked, knocked out body. “Yeah, not gonna lie, this match was really fucking hot! They both fought to the limit and soon Anne will get to enjoy her reward~”

  With her victory finally assured, Anne slowly removed her boxing gloves and dropped on her ass in exhaustion while sweating profusely, completely worn out from the grueling match. Mizore had proved to be more than a match for Anne and as the sheep looked over at the unconscious fox, she had to concede that the result was merely gained through thin margins - even the slightest deviation could have easily resulted in Mizore’s victory as well. While Will climbed into the ring to check up on Mizore’s injuries, Anne laid down to get herself some rest, though she soon fell asleep in a matter of seconds.

  However, it only took a few minutes before she was abruptly awakened by a splash of water. “Hey, how long were you thinking of lazing off, huh?” Dread said as he held a bucket in hand. “Everyone’s waiting for Mizore’s punishment, so don’t you dare keep us waiting for any longer!”

  Anne’s head was ringing, but the brief rest had managed to at least clear her mind as she reached out a hand at Dread. “Right… I’ll get to it…” As Dread grabbed her hand however, she soon used that moment to punch him in the balls. “After I’m done with you!” she snapped before watching as the dragon dropped down in a fetal position. “How dare you order me around like that after all the effort I went through?!” She began to repeatedly kick his body. “You asshole!”

  After the sheep had finished relieving her frustrations and walked over to Mizore, Dread groaned weakly as he still held his crotch. “Fucking hell… What’s wrong with those sisters…? They always target…my poor balls… Oh god…it hurts…I think she shattered them…”

  Phals had seen what happened as she leaned on the edge of the ring. “Honestly Dread, you really deserved that. You really can’t read the room at all.”

  Shortly afterwards, Mizore slowly woke up with soft moans as she felt Anne’s skillful fingers play with her erect nipples. “Aahn…uugh… My head… Wh-what happened…?” she uttered weakly before jolting as the sheep playfully twisted her nipple. “A-ah-!”

  “You lost.” Anne said sternly as she leaned over Mizore’s body before showing a kind smile. “But only barely. You did a very fine job~” She then gave Mizore a deep kiss on the lips. “So I’ll reward you with a lot of pleasure~♡”

  Mizore moaned as she felt Anne’s tongue dive deeply inside her mouth and blushed brightly at the feeling of her own tongue being wrapped up and dominated. The sheep had definitely grown to become a very skillful kisser thanks to her long and extensive training by Sakuya, something she quickly made very clear by making the fox reach an orgasm surprisingly fast. As Anne’s tongue firmly assaulted Mizore’s mouth, the fox’ body weakly jolted as her nipples were pinched, twisted and fondled in a highly sensual manner which left her mind in a state of perpetual bliss from all the pleasure hitting at once. The fox had soon yet another orgasm as the pleasure dominated her mind and Anne gently brought her up in a sitting position while still keeping the kiss going, then slowly moved her hand downwards to gently stroke Mizore’s strong, naked body before stopping by the fox’ crotch. After wrapping her right arm around the back of Mizore’s neck to keep her still, Anne soon intensified the kiss and inserted two fingers to skillfully pleasure her soaked inner walls, an act which soon brought the fox into a state of continuous orgasms with no signs of stopping.

  As Balen watched Mizore in this state, he couldn’t help but blush at the sight before shaking his head. “No, Balen, don’t let your mind waver! You failed to properly assist Miss Mizore, so you have to watch the whole thing through to atone! Ingrain this failure into your mind, Balen, use it as a reminder to never lose to villains again!”

  Anne couldn’t help but overhear Balen talking to herself and smiled softly as she parted her lips from the highly aroused Mizore. “Atone, huh~? I got a fun idea~” She then waved at Balen. “Balen-san, come closer~”

  The rabbit steeled himself and firmly approached the two with all the bravery he could muster. “Wh-what do you want, villain?”

  Anne chuckled as she looked at the luchador. “I’ll help you atone. Now, pull down your pants~”

  “Wh-what?!” Balen blushed intensely. “Wh-why would I do such a lewd thing?!”

  “You lost, as did Mizore-san. You deserve punishment too.” Anne said firmly before pointing at his pants. “Do it.”

  After a brief moment of hesitation, Balen finally pulled down his pants and Anne wasted no time in making him sit down before giving the rabbit a firm Handjob. The sheep’s skillful hands soon made him fully erect as pre-cum started to leak from the tip of his penis, only for Anne to then stop pleasuring him. This abrupt ending of his pleasure agonized the rabbit who was only seconds away from cumming, though his mind was soon filled with dread when he saw what Anne did next. After making her defeated opponent lie down on her back, Anne had Balen sit on Mizore’s stomach and forced the rabbit’s penis between the fox’ large breasts, then gently moved him back and forth to once again pleasure him. Despite the rabbit’s strong sense of justice, he couldn’t refuse the orders of the winner, nor could he resist the pleasure of Mizore’s soft breasts pleasuring his penis which soon pulsated with great lust. Anne then began to resume fingering Mizore once again and as the fox started moaning in submission, Balen could no longer resist his urges and finally came, spraying his love juices all over her face.

  “Don’t forget this moment, Balen-san.” Anne said as she continued to make him move. “If you don’t want to lose to another villain, then remember what happened to Mizore today~” She then watched as the luchador came on Mizore’s face again. “But…you still do deserve an award.”

  Anne pulled Balen away and had him lie down next to Mizore before firmly grabbing his penis, then began to lightly lick the rabbit’s overly sensitive tip to make him squirm in pleasure until finally giving him a big Blowjob. The feeling of Anne’s soft lips combined with the wetness of his mouth soon caused the luchador to cum with a moan before watching in surprise as Anne swallowed it all. He didn’t want to admit it, but despite her badly bruised face, Anne looked surprisingly charming to him as she kept constant eye contact with the rabbit during the entire duration of the Blowjob and he was soon made to cum once again.

  Once she was finished, Anne licked her lips and returned to Mizore as she made the fox sit up again. “Balen-san might have called me a villain, but that is not at all the case~” she chuckled as she sat behind the fox and fondled her sensitive breasts. “You see, I only said those harsh things in the hopes that you’d fight me more seriously.” She then reached a hand down and started rubbing her cunt to make the fox moan and squirt. “Your bad habit of wasting energy would make things boring, so my words were only meant to instigate you a bit. And you know what?” She began to rub Mizore’s pussy even faster. “You exceeded all of my expectations! In fact, I’d rank you either above or equal to Phals-san! So you deserve a bit reward~♡”

  Mizore couldn’t stop moaning as she was mentally overwhelmed by the compliments and intense pleasure before once again being made to orgasm. As Anne continued to pleasure the fox while complimenting her skills, a dazed smile showed on Mizore’s face and as the sheep proceeded to repeatedly rub her extremely sensitive clitoris, she let out a loud and extremely lewd moan before orgasming profusely with a spray of love juices which flew out of the ring. Once the orgasms began to die down, Mizore was twitching with a broken smile as her slobbery tongue hung out, having completely succumbed to the pleasure Anne had granted her.

  “Did you like your reward, Mizore-san~” Anne giggled while gently massaging Mizore’s breasts which had now started leaking milk. “Or would you perhaps like even more~♡?”

  At this point, Mizore’s mind had been so thoroughly shattered by pleasure that she had lost all rational thought. “Y-yes~... M-more…please~...”

  After hearing this, Anne smiled with a bright blush and lifted the fox up. “In that case, let’s resume this in the shower~♡”

  The audience blushed and cheered as they watched Anne carry Mizore out of the ring and once the two reached the locker room, the sheep gently had the fox lay down on the shower room floor. After turning on the showers above them, Anne went down on her knees and spread Mizore’s legs before inserting her tongue inside her pussy, then went on to give the fox one of the most sensual and thorough acts of Cunnilingus she had ever experienced. Mizore’s cunt was already excessively sensitive from earlier, so the feeling of Anne’s flexible tongue rubbing her soaked walls made the fox writhe about with high-pitched moans as she fully relinquished her body to the sheep.

  However, unbeknownst to the two, one of GROWTH’s levitating cameras had managed to follow the duo without them noticing, resulting in their hot sexual act being relayed on the many large monitors inside the GROWTH arena. As the audience and GROWTH members alike witnessed this, a lot of people got a nosebleed at the sight while others began to shamelessly masturbate while still sitting in their seats, fully aroused by those lewd moans that were being produced.

  In the meantime, Amanda was blushing brightly as she saw what was happening on the big screen. “Lil’ sis…has become so lewd…” She could feel her heartbeat intensify. “Seeing her like this…makes me feel so weird…” Her breathing got heavier and she gradually began to show a smile. “I…I want to show her my love too…”

  At that very moment, Amanda finally found a reason to win the entire tournament.