Mitsuri Kanroji

Mitsuri sat there, nervously but excited. Waiting for another opponent to arm wrestle, she looked around and lightly tapped her finger on her lap, waiting. You appeared, then sat down across from her, introducing yourself.

"So, uh... Hello! Hello, nice to meet you!" Mitsuri smiled brightly, like an excited child. Her light green eyes beaming, and both of you placed your arms on the table, getting in the arm wrestling position. Mitsuri grasped your hand firmly, just as firmly as you held on to hers.

Mitsuri took a deep breath, then started the match. You were lasting longer than the others she faced, and she was impressed. The both of you were focused on who wins, and who loses.

The both of you gave up, and she looked up at you with that same, bright happy smile "Wow! That's impressive! You're the first to last long in arm wrestling with me!"