[Episode 252046] [Episode 252046]“I’m not sure it was just a peeping tom... more like two peeping pussies. And I just thought it could be educational for two young Joketsuzoku warriors....”
Ranma froze. His eyes blinked, then rolled in their orbits. “You don’t mean....”
Cologne-chan softly giggled while her young lover was glaring down at her pretty face. She made a shushing gesture to him with a finger before her lips. Then she rolled on her side until she was close to the edge of the bed, as if about to fall from it...
... and quite suddenly, the laziness of the afterglow seemingly forgotten, the nude woman just jumped toward the entrance of the bedroom. Her speed was leaving no chance for anybody, eventually hidden behind the slightly ajar panel, to react.
Cologne triumphantly pulled the door open, revealing to Ranma-kun that she had indeed been right about the presence of spies. A pair of young girls, about twelve years old each, were kneeling on the floor. Both immediately stared at the pigtailed boy like deers caught in the headlight, and quickly became red-faced from the embarrassment of their discovery. Which was made even more acute by the current place their hands were resting.
The girls’ faces were very alike, but one had pink-reddish hair arranged in twin odangos and violet eyes; the other had her turquoise hair in a single bun on top of her head, with long bangs over her ears and blue eyes. They were wearing identical clothes — a blue jacket with a red heart sewn on the front, red Chinese pants and slippers — but those were noticeably in disarray. The first girl frantically pulled her hands out of her top, and held firmly the unbuttoned jacket to prevent it from opening. The other took a longer time to react, since she had literally frozen on the spot... with a hand inside the front of her pants. She finally pulled out glistening fingers from her panties and clumsily tried to tie back her bottom.
Then, as Cologne-chan stepped before them, hands on her hips, they kept their eyes down in shame... but their gazes were involuntarily pulled back toward Ranma’s body... which meant they blushed two shades deeper and tried even harder to look away. Apparently, the thought of fleeing never crossed their minds.
Ranma stared at the two preteen Joketsuzoku with astonishment, before glaring back at Cologne-chan. “I thought you said we had the Nekohanten all to ourselves?”
The dark-haired woman just tsked and waved a finger. “No, I never said anything like this. I just informed you that Mousse was locked in the basement. It’s you who assumed we were alone.”
Ranma scowled. “How could I have guessed those two were back? You should have told me.” He gazed intently at Linlin and Ranran. He was ready to bet he could spot a wet stain on the front of their pants.
“Aiyah! Why are we acting all ashamed?” Ranran finally blurted out.
“Is true! We no the guilty ones!” Linlin agreed.
They both stood up, and directed at the adults a glare that attempted to look defiant. Ranran was still clutching her pants with a hand, as if fearing they’d fall, and Linlin holding her jacket closed.
“Luan Ma! How can you cheat on Shan Pū-anego? Have you forgotten she’s your only wife by Joketsuzoku law?!” Ranran stated, pointing an accusing finger toward the Saotome boy.
“Yes! And in Shan Pū-anego’s very bedroom to boot! How could you dare bring this barbarian floozy here?!” Linlin added with vehemence.
“Floozy?” Cologne murmured, her eyebrow twitching.
Ranma blinked, at first in incomprehension. Then he looked at the gorgeous woman that was his lover, and it dawned on him. Linlin and Ranran certainly never saw Cologne-chan under her true shape, and as such they didn’t recognize their matriarch. Which explained why they were so incensed that Ranma would have brought some unknown girl to this house with the sole intent of screwing her in Shampoo’s bed while the Joketsuzoku champion was busy elsewhere.
On the other hand... the two youngsters certainly hadn’t rushed in to stop them, if what Cologne said earlier was true. Which probably meant that curiosity had won over outrage at some point.
“Oh yeah... I’m pretty sure you’re very keen on protecting Shampoo’s...” Ranma started, stumbling on the next word in his effort to not giggle from the irony, “... ‘honor’. Though... if this is the case... what were you still doing behind the door?”
“Yes...” Cologne-chan added, arms crossed under her chest, “why didn’t you walk in proudly, like warrior women should, on behalf of your tribe sister, and stop us in our adulterous way?”
The young girls blushed harder, but then Ranran steeled herself and spoke: “We...we thought it was Shan Pū-anego in the bedroom at first, and that she just brought in some m—”
Linlin elbowed her sister to cut her off, before taking over: “And that she brought in her husband to do his marital duty! So we didn’t want to intrude...”
“So, instead,” Ranma concluded, “you decided to lurk behind the door and to spy on Shampoo while she was having fun?”
“With your hands in your pants...” Cologne said with a smirk.
“We were not spying!” Linlin protested.
“Shan Pū-anego, she promised that she would... that she would show us... how to please our future husbands....” Ranran explained while twiddling her fingers.
“So we thought she wouldn’t mind....”
“She did?” Ranma asked in astonishment. “Aren’t you a bit young for learning about that?”
“Not by Jokestuzoku standards, Ranma-kun...” Cologne told him while stepping closer to the bed. “In fact, it is quite usual for an older warrior woman to initiate her younger tribe sisters in the marital arts.”
“Er... initiate?” Ranma whispered. “How far could this... initiation go?”
Cologne smiled. “Usually? Not far much than ‘The Talk’. What the barbarians would call the ‘birds and the bees’, I guess. Purely theoretical knowledge...”
Ranma let out a sigh of relief. Cologne sat next to him, and pursued in a hushed tone.
“... but then, you know Shan Pū. She’s not the kind to get satisfied just with theory... she like to dispense practical knowledge as well. And she certainly took their education in her own... hands.”
”What? You don’t mean...?”
Cologne sighed. ”We don’t have that many rooms, Ranma-kun. Linlin and Ranran are sleeping in the same bedroom at night. You really think my oversexed great-granddaughter would resist the temptation? Honestly, if Shan Pū knew of my true appearance... I’m pretty sure I wouldn’t escape rape either.”
Ranma slapped his palm against his face. Great. Just great. Two more Joketsuzoku girls ready to walk in Shampoo’s steps. Frankly, the nymphomaniac wasn’t the best role model you could think off for two harebrained impressionable young girls. Not that their matriarch was really any better, of course. (However, Ranma deemed it safer to not say either conclusion out loud.)
“We recognized Luan Ma first,” Linlin resumed her story, “so we believed Shan Pū-anego finally seduced her groom into the tribe, and we were happy for her....”
“I bet....” Cologne snickered, “especially since this meant you would now be allowed to take husbands on your own, as per tradition....”
The twins glared balefully at the woman.
“Who are you!? How would you dare taking Shan Pū-anego’s place on her marriage bed?” Linlin finally pressed.
“And how come you know so much about Joketsuzoku traditions?” her sister inquired.
Ranma rolled his eyes. “You wanna tell them?” he asked the elder woman.
“Out of question.” she answered.
“But they’ll probably tattle what they saw to Shampoo...”
“As if she’d care.” Cologne shrugged.
Ranma realized his lover was right. If those two were expecting Shampoo to actually bring him back to Nyūchezu as a trophy husband, they had a long wait ahead.
“Listen, you two. I don’t want to disappoint you, but Shampoo isn’t really interested in marrying me. Bedding me, yes, she certainly would like to... but I’ve eavesdropped some of her pillow talks with my fiancées, and she certainly have no intention of going back to the Amazon life—”
Cologne-chan bopped him on the back of his head.
“HEY! Whaddya do—”
“That word again, Ranma-kun.”
“Sorry.” he mumbled, rubbing his scalp. He turned back to the sisters. “I was saying, Shampoo has no intention of going back to the Chinese warrior woman life. She’s way too much enjoying herself in Japan.”
“That’s not true!” Ranran protested.
“Shan Pū-anego is champion of the tribe. She’s the proudest example of a Joketsuzoku warrior!”
Cologne shook her head for Ranma. “That’s no use, Ranma-kun. Nothing you can say will change their view of their tribe sister.”
Ranma shrugged. He wasn’t especially intent on bringing down their hero-worship of Shampoo... but still, he could recognize there was a bit of hypocrisy in their position. “Oh yeah? However, I bet it wasn’t the first time you’ve been spying on her, right? You certainly already saw Shampoo invite some men in her room... men which weren’t me...?”
The twins didn’t answer, but their renewed blush and nervousness confirmed that he’d guessed right.
“Then, why do you scold me for being unfaithful... but not your ‘Big Sister Shampoo’, on the other hand?”
“This... this is not the same thing!” Linlin uncertainly argued. “A Joketsuzoku warrior is free to... to...”
“Oh, yeah. It’s all right as long it’s the woman doing the fooling around?” Ranma mocked. “Just sound as sexist as what we Japanese say about men....”
“That’s beside the point.” Cologne snapped, cutting off this discussion. She walked from the bed to tower above the young girls. “What I found much more interesting is that those two basically admitted not only peeping on us, but also on their tribe sister’s intimacy on several occasions. Am I wrong?”
“It...it...it...” Ranran stuttered.
“It’s of no concern to you!” Linlin rebelled.
“It is! And that is no way to respond to an adult, young ladies. Have your sensei never told you anything about respecting elders?” Cologne retorted, leaning toward them with her hands on hips.
The young-looking matriarch was certainly looking regal and imposing despite her full nudity, and her natural authority was intimidating the youngsters, who twitched nervously.
“Furthermore... if the state of your clothes and the way your hands were wandering are any indication, you were touching yourselves while watching. Were you? Does it arouse you to spy on people making love? Are you little preteen voyeurs?”
Ranma watched the two young girls went through several shade of red as the dark-haired woman grilled them. They seemed terminally embarrassed, but at no time during their squirming and shifting did they shake head or denied Cologne’s accusations in any way.
“What do you think, Ranma-kun? What would be the fitting punishment for their indiscretion?”
(Posted Wed, 04 Jan 2012 10:32)
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