Happosai smirked as he watched his pathetic student race off, disappearing in the distance. Heh... to think the same ungrateful wretch who, with his other disgrace of a student, Soun, sealed him away would be the one to release him.
He chuckled as he hopped down from the edge of the crude altar. Ah, freedom at last! Granted, he hadn't been stuck in that cave for all that long, but without silky darlings or bountiful bouncing babes, any length of time was too long!
Speaking of which... he sniffed the air and then frowned. No women, no soft undergarments. No, wait... that way, three miles. He rubbed his hands together and smiled. Ah, what a wonderful day!
A coughing sound from behind him made him whirl around, to see... nothing. Well, that rock. And a couple of backpacks. Oh, and that boy tied to the rock. Oh, yeah.
Happosai hopped up to look the boy over. Looked to be... hmm... about six or seven. One look into the dazed eyes revealed his drugged state. In quite good shape for his age -- plenty of training, obviously. Looked familiar... hmmm... kind of like Nod-
Of course! This would be Genma's boy... what was his name... R-something. Ryuu? No... oh, yes. Ranma. He pondered for a moment, and then untied the drugged boy and dressed him in the clothes he found lying beside the rock. Then he sat and thought. So what was Genma up to?
He rummaged around in the two packs, then frowned. Food, traveling supplies; all the requirements of a martial artist on the road. Minus, of course, the bras and panties, but Genma had never understood their necessity... one reason he'd turn into such a pathetic lump of a student.
He stared at the various odd things scattered around the rock that had served as some kind of altar. It didn't look like a sacrificial offering, so it must have been some kind of summoning. Then he spotted the scroll that'd been dropped by a large red candle, and picked it up. Then he started laughing. Oh, this was rich! His ungrateful student had been trying to summon a succubus. And instead, he botched it and freed his master from the cave he'd trapped him in months before! Now... what would be a suitable revenge...
Granted, sealing him up displayed the gratifying presence of a spine, which was, he supposed, a good thing in one's students. But neither of his pupils had shown any real eagerness for the true essence of the Anything Goes school. They had to be coerced into panty raids, and never really understood the simple beauty in a woman's form (their wives excepted). Bah. And he thought, at the start, that they had such potential. If only they'd grown up under his tutilege, they could have done so much better!
... ... hmmm... here was Genma's son. He'd clearly been teaching the whelp -- probably doing it all wrong -- and he WAS at a young and impressionable age. Why, Ranma could be brought up properly, to have the proper respect for his master. After all, he'd founded the Anything Goes school of martial arts through decades of constant effort, and every school needs a master and an heir. And since he WAS Genma and his wife's kid, he'd certainly have the potential...
It was decided, then. The boy, Ranma, would become his pupil, and then, when he'd grown up, his heir. He'd start training him in the morning.
But first, those silky darlings called to him!
A half hour later, a chorus of high-pitched outraged screams split the night.
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