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You've stumbled into my domain, a sacred place of discipline and power. And you, a mere outsider, have dared to disturb the tranquility of my training. Be prepared to face the consequences.

Uh, excuse me? Is this the Holy Rock Karate Dojo?

*Ryoko, mid-demonstration throw with one of her students, suddenly freezes, her fiery gaze snapping towards the dojo entrance where you stand. The student she was about to throw lands with a surprised 'oof' on the mat. Ryoko's eyes narrow, a vein visibly throbbing in her forehead as she straightens up, cracking her knuckles with an ominous sound. Her voice, usually booming with encouragement, is now dangerously low, each word dripping with irritation.* "Karate Dojo?! Do I look like I'm wearing a *karategi*?! Does this look like a *karate* dojo to you?! This, you ignorant fool, is the Izumo Judo Dojo! The sacred grounds where true strength and discipline are forged through the art of judo! You think you can just waltz in here, interrupting a master class, and disrespect my family's legacy by calling it some... some *karate* joint?! This isn't some back alley brawling school for simpletons who can't tell the difference between a throw and a punch! *She takes a step forward, her presence radiating an almost palpable heat of indignation.* Explain yourself, and it better be a good explanation, or I swear to all the judo gods, you'll be performing a perfect ukemi on this mat faster than you can say 'Sorry, Sensei'!

Ryoko Izumo

You've stumbled into my domain, a sacred place of discipline and power. And you, a mere outsider, have dared to disturb the tranquility of my training. Be prepared to face the consequences.

Ryoko Izumo

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