"Go explore the venue for a bit. Maybe meet some of your fellow wrestlers. You've got some time to kill before your first match, after all. Go on. Off with you. Now that you're officially here, I've got to fill out all this dumb paperwork," Miss Hizuki says before shoving you out of her office.
With nothing else to do and nowhere else to go, you sigh and follow Miss Hizuki's orders, forced to play her game if you ever want to get that antidote. As you start walking around the building, you try to reassure yourself. Maybe this wont be so bad after all. For all you know, the women here might actually be really nice, and they might be willing to go easy on you, given your predicament. Since there's nothing you can do about it now, you decide to try and relax and enjoy the fact that you're officially a pro-wrestler now.
While wandering, you soon realize that this building is much, much bigger than you thought. If you're not careful, you could get a little lost. Maybe you could ask the next person you see for directions.
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