[Episode 102693] [Episode 102693]Ranma laid down alone in the Tendo Dojo, enjoying the quiet, and wondering how much longer it would last.
He was quite surprised—even given his usual ego—that it had worked. He had laid out dozens of false trails, left evidence behind, and enough infused items with ki, so that the others would follow his trail for days.
It had been very simple, more so than he would have thought possible.
He let slip he was going off on a training trip, needing to overcome some new technique used against him. As if they could ever defeat me!
As you could see, his confidence was not lacking at this point.
On the day he was supposed to leave, he placed himself in a deep trance, one that would lower his ki levels to non-existent to any looking for him, a handy little trick he picked up from some monks in Northern Japan.
So the fiancées went after the false trail, wanting to help—i.e. do whatever it took to put themselves as valuable in Ranma’s life—Ranma. Soon, the rivals followed, wanting to beat up Ranma being better than them, having girls that desired him instead of them, enslaving their loves from their proper men.
And soon, the fathers followed, dragging all of the Tendo sister with them to force the boy to marry Akane at all costs allow the two so obviously in love to bask in it with witnesses.
Which meant Ranma Saotome was by himself ... in Nerima ... without fiancée, rival, or old spinster trying to control him.
So what did Ranma do with all that quiet time?
He made some food, ate to his heart’s content, and went to sleep to enjoy a night without snoring pandas, and a daybreak that didn’t get welcomed by angry flat-chested fiancées or said snoring pandas tossing you out the window.
So as he slept in what he thought was absolute safety, it was understandable that he didn’t spot the winged blond floating outside his window.
Usagi drooled at the sight before her. It wasn’t his shape—though the muscles did help—nor was it the moonlight seemingly glistening off his skin.
It was the sheer power he seemed to radiate to her senses.
The boy’s soul radiated a power that rivaled her own without the Ginzuishou to elevate it. It was even juicer to her than Mamoru’s.
And she would have it.
Looking at him, he was a wonderful sight for her senses, both vampire and succubus. His soul was leaking with untapped power, his blood teasing her senses with the promise of exquisite taste.
He might even be a match for her ... to be her new King.
Not that he would rule much, she planned to do that. But ever great ruler needs a great consort.
Lowering herself closer to him, she worked without effort to remove the lone t-shirt and boxers that kept her from her prize; her own clothes dissolving in an instant. With that, she held the mirror at the ready. Who knew what he would turn into with such power already at his hands.
Lowering herself some more, she placed her nipple into his mouth, smiling as he began to suckle at it, the milk flowing into his mouth and into his very core. His will would weaken the more he took in. Her free hand not keeping her in that position began to rub along his chest.
Soon, he would be ready.
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