Crushing a Dojo Crusher

Sean Barclay wasn't too happy about being dragged to a foreign country by his father for new business opportunities. He had been **** to learn the Japanese language, culture, and currency exchange in order to settle in. He'd only be here for a few months, but would return frequently while trading. Right now he wishes was was back in home in London, going out drinking with his friends. He didn't really have anyone here he'd call a friend, not even the shipmates that work with him and his father.

Bored out of his mind, Sean could only wander around the busy streets of Kyoto looking for something that could interest him. He found himself standing at a street vendor who was selling good luck charms. Beside him was a cute girl in blue kimino with a large straw hat on her head and sword sheathed at her side. Maybe she'd be worth asking out for a drink.

Before he could start up a conversation, the sound someone yelling could be heard before a large man went flying into cart carrying vegetables. Some of the shoppers let out sighs before moving out of the way right in time for a man and short woman to come flying into the street. The woman's foot planted deep into the man's stomach.

Bystander: There she goes again.

Sean looked around in confusion, while everyone seemed used to a brawl suddenly breaking out in the street, it was something new to him. The men that had been defeated were wearing the same black outfit while the girl was wearing something similar but in red.

For men wearing the same uniform ran into the scene, charging at the short girl, but quickly found themselves defeated without much effort on the girls part.

Sean: What's going on?!

Bystander: That's that Manari girl. Apparently she's a dojo crusher that's been traveling across the country to fight the strongest schools with cutest men. She's a nuisance, but strong so most law enforcement stand to steer clear of her.

Sean: A girl like that wouldn't last back in my home. She'd be in for a proper spanking.

Sean could only watch as more men came in, attempting to defeat her, but go swiftly defeated like the rest. Only one guy, a rather handsome one among all the hardened martial artists, was able to last a few seconds against her before getting defeated. Manari giving him a wink before smashing head into the dirt road with a punch.

Sean glanced over the girl standing next to him, who had been watching in silence, and tried to make some moves on her.

Sean: I'd take her on myself, but I don't hit women.

Without bothering to acknowledge Sean, the woman ran toward Manari. Tossing her hat off, which smacked Sean in the face.

Sean: Hey!

Sean peeled the hat off of his face, only to be hit in the face by a familiar blue kimono. Sean removed the kimono that had been draped over him, looking at it in confusion.

Sean: Hey?

Soon afterward, he was hit in face with a fundoshi and heard people begin to cheer loudly as if a king or something had just arrived on the scene.