Indeed, it was no surprise they would. After all, the Ucchan’s had been a popular restaurant in Osaka for the past three years running. The works the head chef Ukyo Kuonji would make were incredible, edible works of art. And the flair with which she would cook was well-known to the people.
It was like any other evening to be sure, Ukyo was at the griddle, cooking as best she could, making tasty treats at insane speeds to keep up with the rush of customers...
...And then spatulas fell from Ukyo’s hands and landed noisily with a clatter.
Numerous customers looked about this with a curious eye; it was highly unlike Ukyo. The ‘waitress’ to the Osaka branch of the “Ucchan’s Okonomiyaki”, one Konatsu Kenzan looked over at his boss with a curious eye. “What is it, Ukyo-sama? Is something wrong?”
Staring out into space, Ukyo seemed out of it. She could feel it throughout her body, a sensation that gave her goose bumps. A sensation that she had not felt in years, but was common whenever she lived in Nerima.
Edging ever so closely to his master, Konatsu tentatively asked, “Ukyo-sama.”
Suddenly, without warning, Ukyo just shouted, “RANMA-HONEY IS IN TROUBLE!”
Konatsu was blown back by the force of Ukyo’s shout, his head landing with a splash in the nearby water pail he had been using to clean the floors. “Aw... My dress...”
Blinking as he looked up at his master for the past six years, Konatsu asked, “Mistress Ukyo?” When Ukyo ignored him to put on her long-since used bandoleer-o’-spats, Konatsu again tried to get Ukyo’s attention. “Ukyo-sama? What are you doing?”
Taking her BAS, (Big-Ass Spatula) off of its plaque on the back wall, Ukyo held it at the ready. “My Ranma Sense is tingling! Some bitch is trying to take my Ranchan!”
Sweat-dropping a little, Konatsu held up a finger. “But, Ukyo-sama, I thought you gave up on him years ago?”
“I NEVER gave up,” Ukyo growled, her features schooling into a frown. “That... BITCH, Nabiki screwed me over and made it harder to get Ranma to understand out love is all!”
Shaking his head, Konatsu sighed. Ukyo was never going to change, was she? “Ah well... Have fun, Ukyo-sama.”
“Don’t wait up!” Was all Ukyo shouted before leaving the premises.
“Ukyo, my love!” Tsubasa shouted as he jumped out at her while dressed as a man’s French Poodle at last we caAACK!!”
Konatsu winced as he watched Ukyo just step over her stalker. He couldn’t tell if when Ukyo grinded her heel into the unwanted pest’s crotch was accidental or not. “Probably intentional,” Konatsu decided. He looked about and sighed. So much cleaning and now he’d have to do the cooking too! “That Ukyo is such a slave-driver sometimes.”
"Can't talk. Eating for two."
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