Mixed boxing(Curvy older sister)

Just before the match begins, the two stand facing each other.

“Did the manager really say women like this are strong?”

The male boxer stares in disbelief at the female boxer.

“Nice body~ I'll crush that cute face of yours with all my might!”

Before they knew it, seven rounds had passed.

The man's face was swollen into an unrecognizable, lumpy mess, and his abdomen burned from powerful punches.

Yet his fighting spirit burned bright, and little by little, he landed effective blows on Yuko.

Somehow, the man managed to endure until the eighth round. But with his sluggish movements—whether he was trying to raise his guard or throw a punch was unclear—he swung his arms about helplessly, unable to counter the blows.

Yuko blew a full-power uppercut and knocked down the defenseless man's teeth and mouthguard.

“Phew... My feet are pretty dirty, so I need a towel... Sorry, can I borrow your face for a sec?”

Yuko stomped powerfully on the ring, rubbing the soles of her feet—hot and sticky from the man's spilled blood and her own sweat—against his face.

“Good boy~ Made it all the way to the eighth round, huh?”

Only a part of the battered man's limp body twitched in response.

The crowd cheered at Yuko's skillful humiliation of the loser, camera flashes popping everywhere.