Kijo Onidzuyo ambled down the road to Kyūri Sensei's sumo heya. The oni maiden knew that the traditionalist old kappa would only teach sumo to men and shiyūdōtai, but she intended to force him to change his mind with her impressive self-taught skills. It had been Kijo's girlfriend Hōkō who had convinced her to take up her hobby as a profession, and Kijo intended to make Hōkō proud.
Kijo was a perfect specimen of oni femininity. She was an eight-foot-three demoness with pale green skin, wild black hair, a single rhino-like horn growing from her forehead, sharp claws, and a pair of wicked tusks jutting up from her lower jaw. She wore a tiger-skin loincloth that did absolutely nothing to cover her titanic breasts. Her belly had the slightest of pudges, the meager result of her hasty attempt to get a head start on fattening herself up for sumo training. On Kijo's shoulder was slung her kanabō, her trusty studded iron warclub.
As Kijo walked down the road, a spell of invisibility hiding her from any humans she might pass, she wondered what she'd do if Kyūri Sensei refused her entry to Kyodainayokai-beya even after she demonstrated her skill at sumo to her. She decided that she'd simply give him a few hard whacks with her kanabō until he changed his mind. It also occurred to Kijo that the kappa might demand she undergo transformation into a shiyūdōtai before he consented to teach her. Well, she was prepared for that, too. She could always have the spell reversed if either she or Hōkō didn't like it.
The oni maiden marched onward, to Kyoto, Kyodainayokai-beya, and her destiny.