A good strong cup of chamomile tea to get the jitters under control. Meditation, image training, getting one's things in order.
He'd gone through high school himself, then exam hell trying to get into college. Finally, after being a ronin for what seemed a lot longer than the calendar's markings, acceptance. A few years of college, graduation. Not the top third in either high school or college, but not the bottom third either. Sleepless nights, long periods of cramming, getting by on instant ramen, all for that final reward of a job teaching.
Standing out the window of the teacher's lounge, finishing off a second cup of herb tea, he had to wonder the question pondered by many highly trained professionals.
I went through all that, for this?!
A few early arrivals had proven to be dark elven ninja. High elven samurai formed their own groups shortly thereafter.
Followed by robot girls, catgirls, bunnygirls, sylphs, pixies, nymphs, and so on. Oh yes, and the normal human students. Easy to overlook sometimes, but they WERE the core of the school.
Furinkan Senior High School. Which had, in the space of a week's time, moved from being a center for martial arts weirdness to being the most bizarre high school in Japan.
The teacher took another sip of the herb tea and corrected that. He really doubted there was a more bizarre school on the face of the planet.
"Oh dear kami!" said one of the female teachers. "Look at the calendar!"
The teacher sipping his calmative tea raised an eyebrow and noted the calendar had NOT grown fangs or started singing 1930s show tunes. Not that this sort of thing happened often, or usually this early in the day.
"It's Valentine's Day!" explained the female teacher.
"Ah," said the male teacher. "You're teaching Home Ec? My sympathies."
Perhaps he just ought to leave the teapot on the warmer.
Ranma was convinced of it. People said that Valentine's Day in Japan was a Western import that had been made (in typical Japanese fashion) a distinctly Japanese tradition. Many people outside of Japan admired/envied the Japanese system. People thought it was a gentle romantic day for girls to shyly offer chocolate to people they liked.
"I'm going into the mountains to train," he'd tried yesterday. That hadn't worked.
"I'm sick, I think it's Pneumonic Plague, gotta spend the day alone," he'd tried this morning. That one hadn't flown either.
"I think I'm getting lactose intolerance," had declared Ranma to the school. A few muted chuckles had responded to his attempt at staving off doom.
Class started normally, or at least as normal as it could.
Yes, Ranma was convinced of it. Valentine's Day had been started by a complete sadist.
The really bad part was waiting, knowing that at some point the disaster would come crashing down on him.
It actually started:
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