Ranma Does Nerima: Thread Unsuitable for Minors [Episode 78552]

Nabiki entered Kasumi’s domain, the kitchen, pushing the flaps hanging at head level.

“Kasumi-oneechan?  Who’s that old guy talking with daddy?”

“I don’t know,” answered her older sister.  Her father hadn’t yet introduced his friend to her.  Still, a guest was a guest, so she was preparing sake and fried shrimps for the men as an aperitif.  “Is Ranma-chan with you?” she then asked Nabiki.

“Mmh?  No, she wanted to take a bath after the work-out.  I’ve shown her the bathroom....”

Clang!  “Oh my!”

Kasumi had let go of her frying pan a little brusquely, which made Nabiki raise a brow.  “What's wrong?”

“I... Akane-chan just went to take a bath too.  You don’t think Ranma-chan would have already finished, do you?” she pondered in a worried tone.

Nabiki blinked, then smirked.  “Oh... surely not.  Excuse me, Oneechan... gotta go.”

Nabiki, even giving up on tasting the shrimps, swiftly exited.  Heading for her room at a steady pace, she wanted to grab her camera quick then sneak into the bathroom.  With a little luck, she could catch her little sister putting the move on the cute redhead.  Maybe even take some hot pictures of the two, naked and in an embarrassing position.  Lesbian sex could sell very well among the Fūrinkan boys, especially a certain kendoka.

Kasumi had came to the same conclusion, but not the same decision.  Stopping the gas cooker and whipping her hands, she hurriedly walked to the bathroom.  It wouldn’t be proper for her younger, hormonally driven sister to jump the bones of a guest the very first day of her visit.  If Ranma had been one beefy young man, just like her father promised, it would be different.  But right now, it was Kasumi’s duty as the eldest daughter to put a stop to any unseemly behavior.

In the bathroom, the previously depicted confrontation had occurred merely a few seconds ago.  Akane was still standing in the anteroom of the bath, not wearing anything but a towel hiding her privates.  She was still shell-shaken, and her brain had to reboot before going on with the scheduled ‘put clothes back on’ and then ‘exit the bathroom to scream her lungs out’.

That’s when Kasumi opened the door — and simultaneously, Ranma-kun slid the panel separating the furo room.  He was, obviously, still in the buff since his clothes were in the hamper on the other side.

Kasumi immediately froze, and her gaze reflexively darted down, focusing on the boy’s... man’s... hunky piece of beefcake’s... thingie.  Her eyes widened and a polite sweatdrop formed at the back of her head.  A bulge was visible in her throat, which she gulped uneasily, and the same ‘glurkling’ sound that Akane had made earlier came from the older girl.  A faint hint of drool started to seep at the edge of her lips.

Ranma also stared, appalled that yet another of the women living in this house could see him in the nude.  Just like his father warned, she looked quite shocked by the sight of his endowment.  Still, he didn’t even think of covering himself... it’s not like his hands would be enough to hide the large pole jutting from his crotch anyway.  The presence of two females, one of them naked, wasn’t doing anything to calm down his erection.  Very embarrassed, Ranma scratched the back of his head.

“Huh... I’m Ranma Saotome... sorry about this.”

Akane, clutching her towel, looked back and forth at Ranma and her sister, eyes wide.

Then...