Not the Cat Fist: Genma vs Shampoo - Battle on the Log [Episode 14014]

Genma drew himself up and crossed his arms over his chest, doing his best to look intimidating. "Surely", he reasoned silently, "faced with a large, powerful, MALE martial artist the young purple haired amazon would back off and leave me to my food".

The Guide spoke up and informed him that his challenge had been accepted. Genma blinked in surprise. The Girl hadn't seen reason? Letting out a sigh he jumped to the challenge log and focussed more closely at his opponent. A young girl, about the same age as Ranko-chan and almost as well endowed. Briefly he wondered if she looked as good naked, but the bon-bori she had just produced demanded attention. Heavy mace-like objects that could shatter his bones were not on Genma's list of favourite things to be hit with... come to think of it, he didn't have a list of things he LIKED to be hit with.

Genma let himself fall into a combat stance as he looked at the girl and tried to evaluate her skill. He didn't like what he saw. He hadn't really paid proper attention to her earlier and the Master of the Saotome school of Anything Goes Martial Arts suddenly realised that he was facing a far more formidable opponent than he had expected. The whistling sound of the bon-bori smashing through the air confirmed his belated observations and he was forced to exert himself to parry and deflect the blows.

The girl backed off a little, some surprise showing in her face. Genma snorted disdainfully. Had this little slip of a thing really though one attack could take him down? She needed to work on judging her opponents better. Genma diverted his thoughts on to how to beat her as she suddenly launched another attack, a series of swift advances backed up by bon-bori strikes, Genma parried furiously, then grinned, he had the pattern. She would feint about... NOW!

The sweeping bon-bori attacks had forced Genma back a step, far less distance than the Amazon had expected, He was sure. The as the attacks flowed Genma readied himself, little things were giving the girl away. She was about to try...racing through possiblities, Genma found himself giving grudging respect to the girl, if that was her plan, then as she moves, he should duck. The style of the strikes suddenly switched, drawing Genma into blocking upwards, then the girls grip shifted as she drew back one bon-bori in the flurry of motion she was engaged in. That bon-bori snapped out, not as a bludgeon but as a projectile. Genma went down on his belly, then spun on the log as the girl leapt high and came down, trying to use her remaining bon-bori as a sledgehammer.

Genma wasn't where he was supposed to be and the girl lost precious fractions of a second adjusting herself, enough time that Genma managed to execute an awkward looking backflip to his feet and spin out with a side kick. The Girl parried with her bon-bori, and counter-struck, only to run into Genma launching a series of punches and kicks that forced her onto the defensive and backwards down the log. The attack was suficiently intense that she found herself driven onto the defensive, without the time or balance to counter-attack properly and she was running out of log.

Realising her danger the girl broke off and ran down the log, then ran up one of the supporting poles, using it as a platform to back-flip over Genma. Genma leapt into the air and surprised the girl with a mid-air meeting, the resulting exchange ended with her landing hard off the log as Genma came down on it at the very end in a tight controlled landing. Saotome style did like to think of itself as having a speciality in mid-air combat after-all.

Jumping down off the log Genma raised his hands in victory, stretching his muscles as he did so. He had forgotten the enjoyment one could get out of a good fight since he had gotten into the habit of sending his son into fight for him. But since all he had now was a daughter, it looked like he was going to re-learn it. The defeated girl came up to with a scared and disbelieving look on her face... then she slowly reached out and took hold of him. Genma looked over to the Guide and asked what was going on, before the Guide could answer, the girl executed a little jump and wrapped her arms around Genma and planted her lips firmly on his.

His recent practice with Ranko had re-awakened old impulses in Genma, so he responded to this by returning the kiss, lunging in with his tongue for a real good time. As they broke the kiss Genma noted that this wide-eyed girl needed some practice to get as good as Ranko, then he turned to the Guide and asked what did it mean that she was clinging to him and calling him "Airen"?