[Episode 210989] [Episode 210989]"Ryomou Shimei...right?" a voice drawled from behind the blue-haired girl.
Ryomou's body tensed and her visible jade green eye widened in surprise at someone having gotten the drop on her. Reflexively, she drove her elbow backwards in an effort to turn the tables on her assailant, however, her strike encountered nothing but air as a breeze blew past her.
On the floor, Kannei had gotten back up and began to charge a distracted Hakufu when a blur resolved itself in front of the unstable fighter. A spinning back kick connected with Kannei's chest, sending the insane fighter crashing into, and then through, the exterior wall of the locker room. Ryomou blinked as Kannei sailed away from the building in a ballistic arc to the ground from three stories up.
"Wow, so strong..." Sonsaku breathed, her emerald green eyes sparkling with admiration.
"So, Miss Shimei," Ranma Shuyu said, lowing his foot to the ground and turning toward Ryomou, "what are your intentions, I wonder. If you just showed up to help out my cousin, then you have my gratitude. On the other hand, a lot of effort was made to keep me distracted while Hakufu was attacked by one of the Big Four. As another member of the Big Four, I have to wonder if you are involved in the plan as well?"
"Stay out of this, Shuyu," Ryomou said coolly. "Enjyutsu has ordered Sonsaku's execution and the order will be carried out. Since that fool, Kannei, was clearly not up to the task, I, Ryomou Shimei, will be Sonsaku's executioner."
"Too bad," Ranma shrugged. "I didn't have you pegged for a moron that would blindly follow a coward who is too afraid to show his face around the school he supposedly runs, but so be it." Ranma cocked his head to the side sharply, cracking his neck and then flexed his hand, causing his knuckles to pop. "If you intend to attack my cousin, then you'll have to get through me first."
"But Ma-chan, isn't she your girlfriend?" Hakufu protested. "You two shouldn't be fighting each other!"
"He's/She's not my boyfriend/girlfriend!" Ryomou and Ranma shouted at the same time.
"Okay, okay, geez," Hakufu said, holding her hands over her ears. However, then she gave the two a sly look. "But you would make a cute couple."
"Arrgh! Enough!" Ryomou bellowed. "Shuyu, prepare yourself!"
"Make your move," Ranma replied challengingly.
Saji burst through the third floor stairway door and ran down the hallway toward the locker room in an effort to make it there in time to keep Shuyu from getting in the way of his plan to awaken Sonsaku's dragon. However, he had only ran a few steps when he heard Ryomou scream in pain. A moment later she came blasting through the locker room wall to slam into one of the concrete support columns across the hall, the brown sweater and white blouse of her uniform all but missing, exposing her taut bare tummy and the lower part of her bra. The blue-haired fighter hit hard enough to crack the concrete and blow out the windows to either side of the column before she bounced off, landing on her hands and knees, coughing up blood.
Saji saw Shuyu step through the hole that Ryomou had made and pause, looking down at Ryomou.
"You done already?" Shuyu taunted. "I expected more from the best of the Big Four. I guess you got that rep of yours picking on pathetic, little punks too weak to defend themselves."
While Shuyu was taunting Ryomou, Saji closed the rest of the distance and swung his fist at Shuyu's head. If he could engage Shuyu, then that would free Ryomou to carry out the attack on Sonsaku. The only problem was, his fist only met with air as Shuyu leaned out of the path almost casually. Suddenly, Saji's breath exploded from his lungs as his charge was brought to a dead halt by Shuyu's knee in his diaphragm. Saji croaked in surprise at the power behind the blow and doubled over. More pain ensued as Shuyu delivered a brutal chop to the back of his neck, knocking Saji to his hands and knees.
"The Big Four," Shuyu snorted in disdain. "What a joke."
Saji felt his ribs crack as Shuyu kicked him hard, sending him flying into the same concrete support Ryomou had just slammed into, causing his ribs on that side to crack. Saji's vision blurred as he fell to the ground in a heap, clutching at his ribs, but looking back toward Shuyu, he was gratified to see Ryomou had capitalized on his distraction and now had Shuyu in a choke hold, one leg over his shoulder, the other under his opposite arm, and locked together behind his back while using her arms to pull his head down. It was all over now. There was no way Shuyu could get out of this.
Amazingly, Shuyu remained standing, though Ryomou threw her weight back in an effort to bring him to the floor.
"It's all over," Ryomou declared. "The blood stream from the arteries has been cut off, causing all the muscles in your body to relax. Doesn't it feel good? This is ecstasy, right? Oooo, feels so good!"
"You...tell...me," Shuyu replied, his voice strained with effort.
Saji's eyes widened in astonishment and he struggled to his feet as he saw Shuyu's arm come up and drive in between Ryomou's crotch and his own body, forcing her thighs apart until Ryomou's legs were now locked around his chest. Ryomou had a stunned look on her face, but she didn't release her hold. Instead she used her grip on his hair to pull his face into the bare flesh of her belly in an effort to suffocate him.
Shuyu wasn't having it though. His hands found their way to her armpits and he viciously dug his thumbs into the vulnerable nerve clusters there. Ryomou screamed as neural fire raced down her arms. She clearly tried to maintain the hold through the pain, but it sapped the strength of her arms too rapidly. Ryomou was forced to release her hold on him and she tumbled back out of his reach.
Before Shuyu could go after Ryomou again, Saji launched a roundhouse kick at him, hoping to nail the dark haired fighter before he could get his bearings. Amazingly, Shuyu caught his ankle, stopping it dead and trapping it in an implacable grip.
"Stay down," Shuyu growled at him, hooking his foot behind Saji's supporting knee and buckling it. Saji once again found himself on the ground with one leg still held in the air by Shuyu. Shuyu gave him a positively evil grin and then stomped down on Saji's vulnerable crotch.
Ryomou winced as Saji clutched himself and rolled around on the floor, howling in abject agony. A quick kick to the temple and Shuyu mercifully relieved Saji of consciousness, taking him out of the fight for good. Ryomou, from her position propped up on her elbows looking between her knees where she had sprawled from her tumble, watched in confusion and just a tiny bit of fear as Shuyu turned toward her. Who was this guy? Shuyu had always been a quiet, unassuming boy who tended to avoid trouble. It was said that he was skilled, but Ryomou never suspected he was this fierce a fighter. He was monstrously strong, and, to be honest, it was turning her on like nothing else.
"So are you ready to admit defeat?" he asked her in a tone of absolute confidence.
Admit defeat? Hell, she was ready to bear his children...and yet...pride wouldn't allow her to just surrender. Ryomou forced herself to her feet and took a stance with her arms held across the front of her body defensively.
"It's not over while I can still stand," she announced defiantly.
"Ranma, let me fight her," Hakufu wheedled. "You already got to beat up the freaky-guy and the bra salesman. It's my turn!"
"No," Shuyu said firmly.
"But—"
"I said no."
"Aww, man," Hakufu pouted. "You're so mean."
Shuyu rolled his eyes in exasperation and Ryomou decided to make her move. She charged forward and began throwing a flurry of punches and kicks, but to her dismay, instead of catching him by surprise, Shuyu just dodged them almost negligibly. Then it happened; Ryomou launched a roundhouse kick which Shuyu ducked under. Suddenly, he was behind her and she felt his arm slid around her throat while his other hand grabbed a handful of hair, pulling her head back, putting her into a classic choke hold. She felt the steel-hard, corded muscles of his arm tighten around her throat, cutting off the blood supply to her brain.
Ryomou struggled, pushing and pulling on the arm locked around her throat, but she might as well have tried to budge a steel bar. She attempted to drive her elbows back into Shuyu's ribs, but he just ignored her efforts without so much as a grunt of acknowledgement; she'd have gotten more results from elbowing a stone pillar. Attempts to stomp down on his instep proved futile as well; he was too fast. The effects of the choke hold began to manifest and her struggles slowed.
"Does it feel good?" he asked in a soft, almost tender voice. "Is it everything you imagined? You can't fight it. You don't even want to. It feels too good." Ryomou moaned as his warm breath caressed her ear as he spoke sending shivers of pleasure up and down her spine. "Can you see the darkness edging in around your vision? It's so warm and comforting. It would be so easy to just give in and let it take you. There's no shame in this. It's an honorable defeat." A shudder ran through Ryomou's body, causing her to moan again...a long pleasure-filled moan. "That's it," he encouraged. "Can you feel your muscles relaxing? Isn't it nice?"
At that moment, Ryomou lost her bladder control, but she was beyond caring. As the fluid quickly saturated her panties and began to run down her thighs, her vision shrank down to a pinprick and her hands fell away from his arm to hang limply at her sides.
"Embrace the darkness," he urged her soothingly. "Give into the comfort it's offering."
With one final shudder and moan, Ryomou's world went black.
Ranma lowered Ryomou's inert body gently to the floor and checked her pulse. Satisfied that she would live, he looked up at Hakufu and gave her a small grin.
"She's gonna have a heck of a headache when she wakes up," Ranma observed. He stripped off his sweater and handed it to his cousin. "Here. Put that on and let's go."
"Should we just leave them here like that?" Hakufu asked. "Why wouldn't you let me fight? I could have beaten her."
"No, you couldn't have," Ranma said, giving his cousin a hard look. "You aren't ready to fight people of her skill level. The difference between you and her is like the difference between her and me. She would have beat you like a drum."
"You can't know that!" Hakufu protested petulantly. "Anyway, how am I supposed to get better if you won't let me fight?"
"When you can give me a workout during a sparring match, I'll let you fight anyone you want," Ranma stated. "Until then, if I say 'no', then you don't fight."
"Aww, man," Hakufu whined. "Fine then. I'll train every day until I'm even stronger than you are!"
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