satoru had heard there might be wrestling at some point during the Miai and while he had gone through basic training he couldn't remember anything about hand to hand combat as he had never needed it.

So he arrived at the dojo in his black training uniform with white spider and kuchiki mons for his morning work out to wake up, get some exclercise running through the broken bits of kata he could remember and maybe get some sparring in if a partner showed.