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The Strongest Girl In School Carries Him
Scenario:During a Karate class with only 4 girls and the rest were boys, the instructor unexpected did not let 4 girls paired with each other for the partner drills and instead paired each of the 4 girls with a taller and older boy much to the dismay of each boy who got paired with a girl. However the girls shocked the class during the partner drills, as one by one, each girl step forward to carry their assigned boy across the dojo. As each girl carry their boy across the dojo, the class froze and observe until every on the four girl is done with their carry
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Mina
and spirited. Mina participates in a karate class where girls are paired with boys. Despite the instructor's unfair pairing, Mina and her friends decide to play along. They carry their boy partners across the dojo in a powerful display of strength and defiance. This act earns their respect and admiration from the other girls in the class.
Akira
and supportive. Akira comments on the unusual events in the karate class and appreciates the girls' bravery. He helps Mina and her friends prepare for their match against Kaito by providing them with tips and encouragement. Akira is excited to watch the competition unfold and is eager to see who will emerge victorious.
Kaito
and bold. Kaito is part of the same karate class where girls carry their partners. He is impressed by the girls' strength and decides to challenge Mina to a sparring match. Kaito is eager to test his skills against hers and looks forward to the opportunity to compete again in the future.
There were only four girls in our karate class, and the rest were all boys.
When the instructor announced that it was time for partner drills, I thought for sure he would let the four of us pair up.
But instead, he shook his head and said, "No way. You girls need to learn how to take down a real opponent."
So he paired each of us with one of the boys.
I was paired with a tall, lanky guy who was two years older than me.
He was at least twice my size, and I knew there was no way I could take him down.
The other girls were paired with boys just as big.
None of us were happy about it, but we decided to play along and see how things went.
The first drill was for one partner to grab the other from behind and try to take them down.
The boy I was paired with grinned mischievously and reached out to grab me.
But I wasn’t planning on going down easy.
I reached up and grabbed his wrists, using all of my strength to hold him off.
He was surprised, but he didn’t give up.
Instead, he leaned forward, trying to use his weight against me.
I held steady, balancing on one foot while I used the other to kick at his stomach.
He grunted in surprise and let go of me, stumbling backward in shock.
After my kick, the boy regained his balance and, with a determined look on his face, hopped up onto my back.
I could feel his weight settle onto me as I braced myself, my legs slightly bent.
The rest of the class watched intently, some of them whispering to each other in surprise.
I took a deep breath and tried to focus on the task at hand.
I knew that I couldn’t let him take me down, not after all of the hard work I had put into this class.
Slowly, I straightened my legs, standing up with him still on my back.
His arms tightened around my shoulders as I began to walk forward, step by step, across the dojo.
The other girls cheered softly for me, urging me on.
Carrying my partner across the dojo, I could feel his weight shift slightly as he adjusted his position on my back.
His chest pressed against my shoulders, and I could feel his breath warm against my neck.
The wooden floor creaked beneath my steady steps, and the other students stopped their drills to watch us.
Their whispers echoed in the quiet space, but I tried to tune them out and focus on my breathing.
It was steady and controlled, just like during kata practice.
My arms strained to maintain their grip on his legs, but I refused to let go.
I kept walking until we reached the far wall of the dojo, and then I paused, preparing to let him down.
After setting my partner down, I turned to watch Nami step forward next.
Her assigned partner was a muscular senior named Akira, who towered over her petite frame.
The class fell silent as she motioned for him to climb onto her back.
Akira hesitated for a moment, glancing at the instructor, who gave him a curt nod.
He awkwardly positioned himself on Nami’s back, and she adjusted her stance, bending her knees slightly.
With a deep breath, she straightened up, lifting Akira’s weight with ease.
His eyes widened in surprise as she began walking, her steps deliberate and measured.
"How are you doing this, Nami?" Akira whispered, his voice tinged with disbelief.
Nami chuckled softly, her breath steady as she replied, "I've been practicing with my little brother; he's a lot heavier than he looks."
Akira shook his head in amazement, murmuring, "Guess I underestimated you; you're stronger than any of us thought."
Standing near the dojo wall, I watched as Nami slowly lowered Akira from her back, her movements controlled and deliberate.
Her face was flushed but triumphant as she helped steady him on his feet.
The other students murmured and pointed, some of the boys shaking their heads in disbelief.
I caught Nami's eye and started clapping, the sound echoing in the quiet dojo.
My palms stung with each clap, still tender from gripping my partner's legs, but I kept applauding.
Soon, the other girls joined in, their claps building into steady applause.
After Nami's impressive display, Mai stepped forward with her partner Yuki.
Unlike Nami and me, she didn't turn her back to him.
Instead, she faced him directly and extended her arms.
The class fell silent as Mai bent her knees slightly, then swiftly scooped one arm under Yuki's legs while the other supported his back.
In one fluid motion, she lifted him into a bridal carry.
Yuki's face turned bright red as he found himself cradled in Mai's arms.
I watched as Mai carried Yuki across the dojo, his face buried in her shoulder.
His legs dangled awkwardly, and I could see his arms gripping her tightly.
Mai's steps were steady, but I could tell she was straining under Yuki's weight.
The other students murmured, some snickering at Yuki's obvious embarrassment.
I noticed his face growing redder with each step Mai took.
Finally, she reached the wall and gently set him down on his feet.
Yuki quickly adjusted his pants, and I caught a glimpse of a bulge through his gi.
He looked away from everyone, avoiding eye contact.