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"The Matriarch is heading for the knife drawer!" Kasumi called out cheerfully.

The old woman on the ground cackled. "Foolish boy. This is not about you. It is about her ." She pointed a gnarled finger at the floating baby. "That is the Great Matriarch Jusenkyo, Kima of the Seven Spices. And I am…" the baby burbled, and a surprisingly deep voice echoed from its tiny mouth, "…now merely Mousse's unfortunate great-aunt, twice removed."

Some curses, he decided, were better left uncursed. Especially the ones with diapers. ranma 1-2 manga

"Herb? What'd I do this time? I haven't even had breakfast," Ranma said, dodging a swipe from Akane's table leg.

And Ranma, despite everything, found himself smiling back. "The Matriarch is heading for the knife drawer

"No," said Ranma.

"Yeah, yeah. Just get that cursed baby out of here before—" This is not about you

Not with the usual fiery entrance of a rival, but with a shimmering, pastel-colored vortex. From it tumbled three figures: a wizened old woman no taller than a loaf of bread, swaddled in ancient, dusty silks; a massive, fur-clad man with a boar-tusk necklace, weeping openly; and a baby. The baby was floating on a silk cushion, drooling with an air of imperial authority.