This time, we visited the room of a cheerful and innocent female wrestler still active in the ring. She had returned home to heal her battered body after intense daily training and numerous combat experiences. Unexpectedly, a lolita-style girl peeked out from the doorway, and I instantly fell head over heels. Her well-toned arms were soft and squishy, while her big tits jiggled with firm elasticity, displaying a surprisingly seductive physique that felt almost irresistible. I couldn't believe she was actually a wrestler—what a shock. (Angry)