(Hiromu staggers into the interview space and lies down)
Hiromu:
‘Ricochet isn't human, isn't human.. I've faced the best high fliers from all over the world but him.. is he an alien? If he is a human he was a cat in a past life. The way he moves, just like a cat. Ahh, he's too good, I don't want to have a match like that again for a while. Ricochet, though I respect you from the bottom of my heart. Match like that, I know what they'll say. “That was too dangerous”. That's the in thing lately, right? “Too dangerous, too dangerous”. Lots of matches lately making people say that. I’m not sure, but I thought we were wrestlers in New Japan Pro Wrestling. To get here, we've taken thousands, tens of thousands of bumps. So let me say something. We love Pro Wrestling. If you love pro wrestling nearly as much as we do, you'd sit back and enjoy it more. You get what I'm saying? Yell, shout, cry, be emotionally involved. Enjoy. Ah, I have to see EVIL’s match next. If Naito closes the show, shall I get in the ring? Or I'll just do it here. Nosotros! LOS! INGOBERNAAAAABLEEES! DE! JA! Meaow!’
Ricochet:
‘I don't know what to say. You want to know how I feel? Honestly, I feel like s**t. My neck hurts, my ankle hurts, my shoulder hurts. I felt like this was my chance… I had two shots before and didn't get anything. I felt like this was it. I mean, a chance to make a real impact in the junior division. But instead I'm stuck in the same goddamn spot I've been in for the last four years. I said I was going to give it all I've got and I gave it. It still wasn't enough. I don't know what to say.’
