[b]Inoue Matsuhita [/b]

Inoue could only waved weakly at the foreigner as he took off on some urgent chore. Se wanted to know a bit more of the enigma that was Alexei Dragunov. It was like she knew nothing about the boy, he always held this plain expression that hid well what lay underneath. Though, as she felt some clinging to her shirt, she realized that she may have phased out for a moment. Seeing a younger student appear on the scene, Alexei had apparently been convinced enough of her ability that he left Inoue in charge.

The same was repeated by the girl shortly thereafter. The confidence with which she berated Kenji meant that she hid her talent for fighting rather well under that plain exterior. The girls no longer were shaking from Kenji's presence and a short crowd had also gathered around to see the ruckus. Should Miura lose now, his rep would take a serious hit and his projected superiority would also crumble. Inoue knew that he wasn't much of a threat to any of the serious ones in the school. 

Those thugs from Kendo club were too hard for him to touch. The Judo and Karate club were too skilled to be taken down and the girls at Gymnastics and Swimming club were also rather feisty. So with a loss here, his target crowd will also gain in confidence of responding to his threats. Sensing this, Miura stepped forward, a vain smirk plastered on his face and cockiness evident in his body-language. 

Just then, the girl threw a barb. A line that lay bare all that was to crush the terror of Kenji Miura. A testament to his weakness, this seemed to put Miura in a frenzy as he charged the girl, intent on fighting dirty from the start. Inoue thought of intervening, surely even with weakness, she had enough juice to bring him down.

But, surprisingly, the girl responded like a seasoned veteran. Keeping her body relaxed and stepping out of range before stepping forward in a dash and using his momentum to throw him over her shoulder in one smooth motion. Blowing the air out of him in one blow. The form looked freestyle but had its base in Judo, especially the one taught in the Tokyo region. The movements were rough but the fluidity was vaguely there. A smile crept to Inoue's face as she witnessed the whole scene as the crowd was pretty much shocked into silence.

The girl in with a movement had established to key things. First, that Kenji Miura was finished and second, that she is not to be trifled with. The whimpering girls were silent in that moment but kudos to Miura that despite been swatted like a measly fly and wiped out, he still held some of that brash cockiness about him.

The girl then turned towards Inoue and introduced herself. Inoue smiled and grabbed her by the shoulders

[b][color=92278f]"Matsuhita Inoue, Class 3-3. You should join our MMA club. I'll surely put in a word for you. We can use someone like you to even out the scales. It would be fun. Currently, we have only three members and we are in search of more. A talent like you shall surely bring us visibilty. What d'ya say?[/color]"[/b]

she paused for a bit as she coughed heavily.

[b][color=92278f]"I'm sure Kenji is not foolish enough to attack me alone. So I didn't do much. It's thanks to you that these guys are saved."[/color][/b] She patted the heads of the girls as she gave a measuring look to the boy, who wasn't the ideal protector but had done well enough. She looked at him and smiled but said nothing.