As Ranma and Miu were hunting for the Tendo Dojo, other people had their own things to deal with…
“Truly, this is the greatest problem Ryozanpaku has faced since its founding, and thus, I have brought you all here so that we may put an end to it.”
All of the assembled masters nodded their heads in agreement at the words of their Elder, Hayato. Arranged in a circle, they each took a sip of tea and looked down at the ground in contemplation.
“I’m afraid Miu won’t be around much long to take care of us,” Akisame told them. “But we’re here to talk about the solution, not the problem.”
Hayato nodded then looked at the others. “I’m afraid the choice is obvious… we kill Ranma!” he told them as she jumped to his feet.
Shio Sakaki reached up to the blond man’s shoulder and grabbed him to pull the Elder back down to the ground. “That’s enough of that!” He grunted then looked to the others. “I don’t see what you’re all so worried about. It’s not like they can afford to go anywhere else. Besides, what the hell makes you think they’re just going to run away at the first chance?”
Shigure pointed over to Kensei Ma. “The molester’s also a voyeur.”
For his part, Kensei jumped back, put on the defensive by the facts. “Oh sure, put all the blame on me!”
“Let Miu go. Apachai will pick up the slack,” the Muay Thai martial artist suggested.
For some reason beyond his understanding, Akisame found himself considering the possibility.
-Yet another thought bubble-
“Do no worry laundry! Apachai will kill your stains!” the big man said before setting the dirty clothes on the drying rack and attacking them in one image.
“Crispy on the outside and frozen on the inside, is perfect balance for martial artist food!” Apachai said before serving lunch.
In another, Akisame was standing outside the dojo, greeting a man in a business suit. “Excuse me, I’m from the IRS. We have a few questions about this papaerwork,” the agent said before holding up a document with various doodles on it. “We’ll have to do a full audit.”
-And we’re done-
All of the other masters collectively shivered in horror at the prospect. “No… I don’t think we’ll be doing that.” Akisame told him.
“Hey everybody I’m here to play! Oh and, uh, tell Kenichi he needs to come home. Dad wants to talk to him about something.”
All of the martial artist looked outside their open door to see the owner of familiar voice. Kenichi’s little sister waving at them.
Name: Honoka Shirahama
Age: 15
Strength: Othello
Weakness: Undeveloped (late bloomer)
All of the masters got a gleam in their eyes as they looked at the small teenager.
Sakaki scratched the bottom of his chin and grinned. “You know, I think after all this time, we should expand out list of students beyond just one graduate and a disciple.”
“Indeed,” Kensei agreed. “She certainly has the skills required.”
Akisame nodded as he formed the plan in his head. “Of course we’d have to take it a little easier on her so she doesn’t try running away like her brother.” He supposed they might even be able to work all her chores into it, and call the thing training.
To prevent her from getting to close and lean their plans, Shigure jumped out to meet Honoka and raised a hand in greeting. “Hey.”
Unaware of the impending danger, Honoka smile and looked up to the enviously busty woman. Despite her age and the fact that she was starting to notice such things in relation to other girls her in her grade, all Honoka had been able to do lately was fill an A-cup bra. “Hey Shigure.”
Apachai was beside her a moment later. “Apachai is sorry, but Kenichi ran away when Apachai got talking to others and turned around.”
Upon hearing the news, Honoka sighed dejectedly and slumped. “You mean now I got to go look for him all around town?”
Before she could start to leave, Akisame materialized behind Honoka and put her hands on her shoulders to keep the girl from escaping. “Oh, I’m sure he’s on his way home as we speak. But that’s not important right now,” he said before looking down at the little girl.
“Honoka, you are about to begin your journey into womanhood-”
Unnoticed by all, Honoka let out an even more depressed sigh and looked down at herself. A journey I’m supposed to have been on for over a year now, and gotten nowhere.
“- starting high school soon and other things. As such, you must think of what kind of woman you wish to develop into. We at Ryozanpaku are dedicated to shaping people such as you into the epitome of perfection. Just look at Miu, not only is she as acrobatic as any gymnast, her grades are top of her class and-”
“Are you saying you can make my boobs as big as Blondie’s?” Honoka suddenly cut in. Of course, she had thought about joining the dojo over a year previous for different reasons, but her father had said she was too young at the time and forbit it. Even her mother agreed with him on that one.
But now that she was about the same age as Kenichi when he started going, there was no way they could say no!
Caught off guard by the unexpected question, Akisame blinked. “Well uh-”
“Of course!” Kensei told her as he jumped in. “Dear, with my Chinese medicine and training regimen, you’ll not only have to beat every boy you meet off with a stick, you’ll be able to do it too!”
“I know certain… exercises,” Shigure added after a moment.
With starry visions of her future self walking around with long and slender legs, an hourglass figure, and a F-cup chest, Honoka clasped her hands together in joy. “Where do I sign?”
Then she blinked as something occurred to her. “Wait, how am I supposed to pay for all this?” Kenichi used up all of his monthly allowance in the fees these guys charged, and because of that her father gave Honoka a much lesser sum in order to keep history from repeating itself.
Kensei wrapped her arm around the girl’s shoulder and started leading her towards his clinic. “Oh, I’m sure we’ll work something out.”
As he watched the letch lead the girl away, Sakaki took a swig of beer. “And so, the last of our dojo’s pride dies.”
Beside the karate master, Hayato chuckled. “Oh now I wouldn’t say that. I remember someone else not too long ago that came here for the wrong reasons, and look how that turned out.” Then after a moment, the full reality of that statement hit him. “Oh my poor daughter! Why?”
Meanwhile, in another part of town…
Despite having escaped his masters for the time being, Kenichi found himself in a constant state of unease. It was if the world as he knew it was about to come crashing down around him.
“… this can’t be good.”
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