La Blue Ranma: Fixing leaks with the right tool [Episode 95261]

"How's it look?" Cosplay called as he turned the water shut off back on.

"It's not leaking!" Yaku called back.

"Good!" Cosplay responded as he closed the panel and emerged from the closet.

Walking back into the bedroom, he looked up at the hole, tapping Hiroshi's memories again to calculate the remaining part of the repair.

"Ok, this won't require too much work on my part, but I'll need to get the materials, and then paint it, which means you'll want to give the room at least overnight to air out." Cosplay said, keeping his voice analytical.

"Mmm, no problem, I can let Miko-San sleep with me tonight. It's not like she'll mind me sleeping naked." Yaku commented, her eyes roaming up and down Cosplay's form.

"Ah, you're sure." Cosplay responded, making sure to put a tremor of nervousness in his voice.

"Oh yes, clothes are so confining at night. And Miko's breasts may be a little smaller, but they're certainly nice enough that she's not jealous of mind like some girls are." Yaku shifted to emphasize her chest for him.

"Ah, nice. . . Ah, I meant, you're sure she'll stay with you tonight?" Cosplay stammered. 'Ok, that's definitely a come on. Now either she's spotted my scent and is trying to taunt me into revealing myself, or she's feeling her full moon heat coming on and sees Hiroshi as a good way to work off the leading edge of it. The first is a threat, the second is an opportunity. Ultimately the question is, do I trust my disguise ability's and take her up on her offer, or do I play up Hiroshi's nervousness and run. . .'

"Don't worry, I guarantee Miko will be with me tonight." Yaku responded as she sauntered closer to Cosplay. "Although, there is something dripping that I hope you have the right tool to fix. . ." she added, using one finger to trace circles on Cosplay's chest.

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Ranma scowled as she looked at the changing room. "If we went by my guy body, most of the clothes will fit fine with just a belt tightening or so. . ." Ranma commented as she looked distastefully at the blouses and skirts Miko was holding.

"Maybe, but until you get your. . . Rod under control, your going to be staying female whenever you go out in public."

"With a sigh Ranma took the offered outfit. "Soul of ice, soul of ice. . ." She murmured to herself as she stepped through the curtain. Then she paused and looked up. "Oh, and Miko-san. . ." Her hand shot up and came down holding NinNin, "Keep him out of the changing room."

"NinNin!" Miko started warningly.