Ayame scrolled through sports headlines while sipping orange juice. Her assistant, Sakura, sighed. "You’re a racer, chef, engineer… what’s next?" Ayame smirked. "Boxing." Sakura paled. "Oh no." Fans swarmed the terminal. Security struggled to keep order. "They just love me," Ayame said, signing autographs. She headed straight to Tanaka Boxing Gym.

Fighters whispered, stunned. Tanaka grinned. "You serious about this?" "Give me a few weeks," Ayame smirked. Curious, Kamogawa, Takamura, Ippo, and the others visited. Ayame hit the heavy bag—BAM!—dust shook from the ceiling. "Holy shit..." Kimura muttered. Aoki’s jaw dropped. "She’s got serious power," Takamura admitted. Tanaka laughed. "Ippo, spar with her." Ippo hesitated. "Me?!" Ayame grinned. "I won’t break you."

The fight began. She dodged Ippo’s punches effortlessly. Then—THWACK!—a rib tap sent him stumbling. Silence. Kamogawa’s eyes narrowed. "Her technique is raw... but she’s gifted." Weeks later, Ayame challenged Japan’s Heavyweight Champion. The arena was packed. Even Sendo, Miyata, Mashiba, and Ricardo Martinez watched.

DING! The champ charged. Ayame didn’t move. Then—BAM!—one punch. KO. Silence. Then— "HOLY SHIT!" Aoki screamed. Ippo’s jaw dropped. Kamogawa smirked. "This girl... what is she?" The world had just been shaken. Ayame has just breaked another world record of being the first woman to ever become champion in a man's sport (your ayame)