Thus, despite Ranma trying to weasel his way out of his inheritance, accompanied by multiple recriminations from Genma, he found himself placed into the dubious position of landlord of Hinata House. So, as Ranma stood outside, taking in the slightly dilapidated state of the Hinata-Sou, the residents were gathering around the kitchen table to discuss a matter of the gravest importance to them.
"So let me get this straight," Mitsune drawled, taking a sip of her sake, "the owner of Hinata House decided to place her grandson in the position of landlord?"
"Pretty much," Haruka sighed, taking a long drag on her cigarette.
"Of a woman's dorm?" Mitsune repeated flatly.
Haruka shrugged. "Don't ask me, I don't make the decisions."
"Hmm...I wonder if he'll want to be my guinea pig?" Washuu grinned, a maniacal gleam entering her eyes.
"Washuu-chan!!" Shinobu whined, "If you do that you'll scare him off!"
"Making plans, are we?" Mitsune teased.
"Eep!" Shinobu eeped, blushing terribly at the implication.
"Mitsune," Haruka chided, "you really shouldn't tease her like that."
"Careful Shinobu," Makoto giggled, "Keep blushing like that, and you'll give Ami a run for her money."
Shinobu just blushed harder.
"Where is she, anyway?" Mitsune asked, seemingly disinterestedly.
Makoto rolled her eyes, "Where else? She's at the library studying for the entrance exams."
"Again?" Mitsune said in disbelief.
"I don't know why she spends so much time pouring through those primitive archives," Washuu complained, "I offered her full access to my database. Hmph. But then again, what does it matter? It's not like my technology could solve all Earth's problems and elevate it to semi-dominant political status in the galactic federation! No, of course not! After all, WHAT DOES THE GREATEST SCIENTIFIC GENIUS IN THE UNIVERSE KNOW?!!"
"..."
Washuu looked around at the sweatdropping tenants, "What?"
"Er...right," Mitsune recovered, blinking slightly as Washuu nabbed one of the sweatdrops and threw it in a dimensional portal for further analysis.
"I'm sure she's not trying to be mean!" Shinobu put in helpfully.
Makoto nodded, "She's just trying to work her way up Washuu-chan. I guess even Ami has problems understanding a lot of the stuff you do."
Washuu sighed, "Such is the price of being..."
"Don't say it!" Mitsune yelled.
"Hmph!" Washuu pouted.
"So what do we know about this guy, anyway?" Mitsune asked, turning her attention back to Haruka.
"Yeah! Is he cute?" Three guesses where that one came from.
"I'm not really sure," Haruka put in, "but apparently he's a martial artist, so I'm guessing he's probably in pretty good shape," Haruka shrugged, "even if he's not, I'm sure he'll still look like your old Sempai, Makoto. Everyone else seems to."
"I'm not that bad!" Makoto protested, blushing furiously at Shinobu's giggles.
"What about that guy who was actually a girl? Or that hologram Washuu created? Or that shriner?"
"It was an honest mistake!" Makoto countered, her blush intensifying.
"What about that trashcan Shinobu drew the smiley face on?"
"IT WAS A CUTE TRASH CAN!!!" Makoto wailed, finally giving up and slumping down on the table.
Mitsune just shook her head, "So...when's this mystery martial artist supposed to show up?"
Haruka extinguished her current cigarette and promptly replaced it with a fresh one. All without producing a lighter.
"Well, that's the thing..." Haruka said levelly.
"...Yes?" the assembled girls loomed.
*KNOCK KNOCK*
"...he's here now."
...
"On three?"
"Yeah."
"3...2...1..."
Haruka learned the painful reprecussions of Soun-style announcements that day.
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