Confession: This is a fairly tame lemon.  This is also a fairly lame lemon
^_^

Consider this your official warning that this is a first story.  As is
completely obvious, this is set in the first manga, and has not yet
greatly diverged from the original - with a few notable exceptions.

Authors notes: Gender issues may get a little confused.  Ranma thinks of
himself as male in this story.  The gender pronouns I use will vary
depending on the current viewpoint.  In other words just because I say 'he'
doesn't mean 'he' will be equipped with the typical parts of a man at that
moment.

[Ranma][Lemon][Fanfic] First Impressions

1. INTRODUCTION

  Just another shopping day in Nerima.  A little damp, the last drops
rolling off eaves of the shops. Little did the residents realise that this
was the day their quiet life would be shattered ...

  ... well _relatively_ quiet life anyway.  Certainly the new residents
would be a catalyst for events that would put all previous incidents into
perspective.

  The shoppers looked up quizzically, someone was running - fast - down
the middle of the high street.  Several someones as it turned out.  In
close succession an energetic teenage girl and a _panda_.  Panda's aren't
known for frequenting Tokyo, or for running, and when the barefoot girl
executed a flying kick that knocked the panda flat on his back most
onlookers had overloaded on shock.

  The battle that followed was short and, if not entirely one sided, left
no doubt as to who the victor was.  However she also ended up giving a
practical demonstration of why you should not turn your back on large
ursine animals with martial arts skills.  As the panda picked up the teen
and scattered the curious with a couple of impressive growls the third
figure arrived on the scene.  He was a lanky, black haired boy moving with
assurance in a steady loping walk.  The large katana sheathed, and slung
over his back didn't attract the usual attention - in view of the previous
events.


- Over to the Tendo's:

  Three daughters knelt* at the low table opposite their father - the news
that they had just received left them, in order from oldest to youngest:
- Disappointed
- Interested
- Un-impressed

  Kasumi, Nabiki and Akane had just been told that one of them would be
engaged to Ranma - the son of an old friend of Soun Tendo, their father.

  In response to their questions it developed that their dad had never
actually met Ranma; Not an auspicious start.  Still, when they heard
guests arriving they all wanted to meet them - in their own ways.  Soun
with enthusiasm; Nabiki ran, Kasumi followed in a more sedate fashion
while Akane showed just a hint of a frown.

  Very shortly thereafter Nabiki and Soun ran back, followed by a panda
with someone slung over its shoulder.  Apparently introductions were in
order - this was not the old friend he was expecting, and it wasn't usual
for pandas to drop by for a visit.

[* - Authors Note: They are basically sitting on their feet, while
kneeling without crossing their legs.  If you've got the manga you know
what I mean.  Actually I find this quite a comfortable position.]

2. HERE'S RANMA

  "Er, sorry about this.  I'm Ranma."

  Soun grabbed Ranma's shoulders and greeted him enthusiastically, tears
of joy welling up from his eyes.  Those tears of joy rapidly became
sweatdrops of shock as he crushed Ranma to his chest.  There was rather
more to the chest of his potential son-in-law than expected, more padding
to the front than there should be in a martial artist.  In short, he was
hugging a girl.

  Nabiki verified this up-front and personally by poking Ranma's breast
through his Chinese style shirt.  Ranma had only been there a moment and
already 'his' problem was the subject of entirely too thorough attention
from one of his possible engaged-to-be s, "Eh... stop, please."

  "Isn't that a girl?" Nabiki asked, rhetorically.  She already had a
pretty good feel for the situation - and that hadn't been rolled-up socks
in a bra she had just felt.  In fact she was fairly sure Ranma hadn't even
been wearing a bra.

  A short while later Kasumi was tending her father who was flat out on
the floor with futon slipped under him and a quilt over him.  Easier than
carrying him upstairs.  "Poor dad, it's been such a disappointment for
him."

  "For him?! What sort of a fiancee is this?" Nabiki asked.

  Akane intervened on behalf of Ranma, "Nabiki! Stop that, she's come a
long way to be here."

  Nabiki continued, "Father! This just won't do, you must have been
mistaken."

  "He said he had a son!"

  "Does this look like a son to you?"

  Much to Ranma's embarrassment Nabiki had returned to her favourite
'test' - this time not satisfied with poking her she grabbed the nearest
breast and squeezed.  Nabiki concluded that whatever Ranma's defects in
'pet' ownership and confused introduction she was certainly healthy.  The
arm she had wrapped around Ranma's back felt wiry muscle and no fat while
by her other hand Nabiki could tell Ranma's breasts were firm, large and
decidedly perky.

  "Uh" Ranma managed between 'attacks', "Would you .. ah .. stop doing
that please?"  Why couldn't his pop have let him return to China? he
thought.  This was certainly the worst introduction anyone could have had.
He was beginning to wonder if Nabiki was more than just lacking in
timidity, maybe she really wanted to shame him?

  "DAD, Ranma! Are you in here?" A voice interrupted their thoughts, the
last visitor had shown up standing in the doorway.  He looked about the
same age as Ranma, but quite a bit taller.  Everyone looked round, and
Soun sat up from his impromptu bed.

  "I'm Nabiki, Ranma's over here. Are you related to Ranma?" Nabiki asked.
There was a family resemblance of sorts, although the newcomer had the
half-finished look of an adolescent who hadn't quite settled down to his
adult form.

  "We're siblings.  Well, Ranma, I see you've made quite an entrance!"

  Soun got up completely, "You're Ranran?  Genma said Ranma had a twin
sister ... Please, everyone take a place by the table - Kasumi can make
some tea."

  Nabiki was quick off the mark - she got the seat next to Ranran.  "I
must say, you don't look much like anyone's sister to me," she whispered
in Ranran's ear.

  Ranran suddenly sat up very straight with her eyes widened in surprise.

  "Nabiki would you ..." he started.

  "Would I what?" She asked, keeping her hands out of sight under the
table.  "Yes, I'd say you are as much Ranma's sister as he is your
brother."

  "Nabiki, please - stop." Ranran said, getting strange looks from the
others at the table.

  "Oh sure, but first I'd just like to say what an impressive sword you
have there." Nabiki said with a smirk.

  "It's a katana, my mother has taught me a little kendo.  It's really
nothing compared to the family sword she has." Ranran managed - while
trying to edge away from Nabiki.

  Nabiki leaned over and whispered to Ranran - "I wasn't talking about
_that_ sword, and it doesn't feel like nothing to me."

  Kasumi returned with the tea, "Father, Nabiki, Akane, Ranma, Ranran -
please enjoy your drink." She stated, as she passed out cups.  Ranran
looking strangely relieved when Nabiki used both hands to pick up her cup.

  "Well, Ranma - do you want to see the Dojo? I'd like us to be friends."
- With that Akane and Ranma left the room.  "Hold-up! I'll join you."
Ranran had decided that it would be better not to stay sitting next to
Nabiki in case things got out of hand.  Or to be more precise, in case one
particular thing got into _someone's_ hands again.


- Over in the dojo:

  Akane smiled at Ranma, "So do you know kempo?"

  "A little," Ranma replied.

  "Don't mind me, kempo is more Ranma's style than mine.  I'll just
watch."

  Ranma's style proved to be effective, if strange, Akane took the
offensive and Ranma evaded as if she wasn't even trying.

  Meanwhile, Kasumi was preparing supper and Nabiki has just seen her
father sitting opposite a bald headed man in a white martial arts gi.

  The spar ended peacefully - with Ranma victorious.  The finishing 'blow'
being a token prod of one finger to the back of Akane's head.  Akane took
it well for one so determined.  At least she hadn't been beaten by a boy.

  Kasumi cornered Ranma soon after and politely, but firmly suggested he
take a bath as he had been sparring.  Ranran decided that sounded like a
good idea, after all it had been a long trip back from China.

  [Author's Note: A Japanese style bath (furo) is larger than Western
baths and it is not so unusual for relatives to share them].

  Ranma stripped first and rinsed off with a bucket of water. "Ah! Cold!"
*Brrr* "Com'n sis, what's the hold up?"

  Ranran, still half dressed, turned to face her brother "It's a little
embarrassing ..."

  "What is?" Ranma asked in full doesn't-get-it mode.

  "My ... well ... some things just show up more when I'm in my male
form."

  "You don't mean ... Ewww!" Ranma quickly crouched down, covering up his
breasts. "At's da last time I havva bath with _you_!"

  "No!" Ranran shouted, "It's not you - it's Nabiki.  I'm not completely
naive - but that's the first time a girl has ever grabbed me like that!"

  "You too, huh?  She must be completely shameless."

  "What's worse is that I shouldn't even have 'that' to grab.  I can't get
it out of my mind." Ranran complained. "It's creepy."

  "Your _mind_ huh?" Ranma asked, "And which part of 'your mind' is going
to show if you finish getting undressed.  Com'n - a coupl'a buckets of
cold water will help finish that off," Ranma said with a smile, relieved
that nothing strange was going on between him and his sister.

  A short drenching later, Ranma and Ranran slipped into the hot tub of
water.

- Elsewhere

"Akane?  The bath is ready!" Nabiki informed her.

- Back in the bathroom

  "So, what do we do now?"  Ranran asked her brother, up to her chin in the
tub.

  "I suppose they are going to find out sooner or later ..." Ranma said as
he climbed out, his sister following.  Unfortunately Akane chose that
exact moment to open the door, slip out of her bath gown and enter the
room.

  There was a moment of stillness and silence - Akane saw a strange woman
in her bathroom (Ranran), Ranma saw Akane standing naked in the doorway
and last but _definitely_ not least Akane saw a strange man (Ranma)
getting out of the bath - completely naked.  A fact confirmed as Akane's
glance slipped downwards ...

  The moment over, Akane stepped quietly out - shut the door and took a
few steps away before "KYAAAH!!"

  She ran down the stairs screaming, lifted a 15 stone ornamental stone
from the garden and shouted "I'll weigh him down and drown him in the
bathtub!"

  "What happened Akane?  What are you taking that for?" Nabiki asked,
while Kasumi looked on quizzically.

  "There's a pervert in the bathroom!"

Somewhat puzzled, Nabiki asked why she didn't attack him.

  "I was too scared!" Akane replied.

  Kasumi looked somewhat worried while she said, "That's strange - Ranma
had already gone into have a bath."

Just then two people entered the scene to be greeted by
  "You ..."
  "Who are you?"
  "Errm"

  The athletic boy with a pigtail spoke first "I'm Ranma Saotome ...
sorry."

  Next to him a tall, slender girl with a diagonal belt over her clothes
and a sword hilt showing over her shoulder.  "And I'm Ranran Saotome."

3. GETTING TO KNOW YOU.

  The Tendos and the Saotomes joined sitting in a circle on the floor of
the sitting room next to the sliding doors to the garden.

  "Let's do the introductions again." Said Soun. "This is my old friend
..."

  "Genma Saotome" the man stated "and this is my son."

  "Ranma Saotome," Ranma supplied.

  Genma continued, "and my daughter."

  "Ranran Saotome, this lucky fool's twin sister" she said - poking Ranma
in the ribs.

There was a meaningful pause - while Akane threw the full weight of her
personality behind a stare directed at Ranma.

  "What are you saying?" Nabiki asked, with more than a little disbelief
showing.

  Kasumi, just a little wide-eyed, continued "Were you really the girl we
saw before? And you - the boy we saw before?"

  "Ah, how to explain?" Genma asked, deep in thought. Then quickly grabbed
Ranma and threw him into the pool.

  "What did ya do that for?" Exclaimed an angry, wet, and _female_ Ranma.

  Genma sobbed "Why has my son such a shameful seeming body?"

  Ranma replied by kicking his father into the pond where he transformed
into a panda - the pool overflowed a little as his new body was almost a
wide as it was tall. "What sort of person are you to say that?" Ranma
asked.

And so the fateful tale was told.  The training ground - Jusenkyo, the
cursed springs and Genma's inability to read Chinese.  Ranran had been the
first to fall, unfortunately neither of the others had noticed her change
until too late.

  The dramatics over, Genma somewhat scalded and Ranma still in his female
shape, Soun relaxed and smiled "Well, that isn't such a terrible problem,"
patting Ranma heartily on his shoulder.

  "My eldest, Kasumi, 19 years,"
  "My second child, Nabiki, 17 years and"
  "My youngest, Akane, 16 years old."

  "Choose who you would like to be your fiancee." Soun gestured broadly at
his daughters.

  "He chooses Akane," Kasumi stated.

  "Wha-," Akane.

  "Of course!" Nabiki interrupted with a smile.

  "Don't joke! Why would I ..."

  "You hate boys don't you?" Nabiki enquired with trademarked sincerity.

  "Well Ranma's half female!" finished Kasumi.

  Ranma blinked, while his fate was decided for him.

  "Sounds fair to me," Ranran smirked, secure in the knowledge that she
_wasn't_ promised in marriage to anyone here.

  "That hentai? I refuse!"

  "Who are ya callin a pervert?!"

  "You looked at my naked body! Pervert!" Akane retorted.

  "I was already in the bathroom when you barged in."

  "Being seen is different for a girl!"

  They may have got off to a bad start - but Ranma brought it to a close
with his usual finesse.  After saying he was returning to China he pointed
out to Akane that he could see himself as a woman anytime he wanted to so
it wasn't such a big deal that he saw her.  After all, he had the better
figure.

  When the inevitable followed Ranran helped move his unconscious brother
onto the makeshift bed where Soun had recovered.  "I guess you asked for
that, bro."

  Kasumi shoed the loudly celebrating parents out of the room where Ranma
was 'resting' and Akane stepped outside.

  "Oh, the dinner!" Kasumi exclaimed.

- A short while later

  "Well I guess it's just you and me now." Nabiki said.

  "And Ranma," Ranran pointed out, kneeling down the other side of the bed
from Nabiki.

  Nabiki rolled back one of Ranma's eyes, "Pfft! He'll be out for an hour
if I'm any judge.  So, I hope you've changed your money back into Yen?"

  "Yes ... but why?"

  "Let's just say I figure you owe me something for 'services rendered'
shall we say 15,000 Yen?" Nabiki said.

  "WHAT!"

  *Shh* "You don't want to wake up sleeping beauty do you?" Nabiki asked.
"I did something for you - now you can return the favour in cash." Nabiki
poked Ranma in the side, hard, but he didn't even twitch.

  "But ... I'm a girl! I didn't ask for you to grab me! It made my skin
crawl, I ought to be asking you for compensation!"

  "In order:- You didn't feel much like a girl then, Soun said you were
Ranma's sister - I was just checking, and you can't tell _ME_ you didn't
get anything out of it."

  In a flash Ranran was behind Nabiki and lifted her to her feet - holding
both of Nabiki's hands in her left hand.  "I would have thought you would
have learnt to be careful around strange martial artists." Ranran stated,
his left hand covering Nabiki's mouth.  "As it happens I don't have much
money with me - so I guess I'll have to pay you back another way."

  *MMMPH! Mmmmph!!* Nabiki struggled, but Ranran just lifted her a little
higher - her captor was a little over six foot tall, Nabiki's toes barely
touched the ground.  Her back brushed against Ranran's (fairly small)
breasts through her gi as Nabiki swung in the air.  "Now, now I'm not
going to hurt you." Ranran said, "Not unless I have to - so just keep
quiet".  She briefly let go of Nabiki's mouth and used the shoulder
belt that held her scabbard to tie Nabiki's hands together and to a
ceiling beam.

  Nabiki did not appear to be convinced - but before she finished drawing
breath to scream Ranran had a hand back over her mouth.  "You know I was
also trapped at the table - I couldn't speak out for shame and I wouldn't
have been believed as a stranger anyway.  I'm just putting things on a
little more physical level."

  "Open up." Ranran requested, but didn't wait for an answer.  She forced
Nabiki's mouth open and pushed a clean, balled up, handkerchief into her
mouth.  Quickly followed by using her fabric belt sash to stop her from
spitting out the gag.  Ranran listened carefully to check Nabiki was
breathing well through her nose and wasn't in danger of choking on the
silk handkerchief.

  Ranran's senses were at their most alert - she heard Kasumi chopping
vegetables in the kitchen, from the noisy and slightly slurred speech
Genma and Soun had opened up a sake bottle (or two) and Akane was
breaking blocks in the practise yard.  Nabiki's eyes were staring - wide
open and her heart was thumping wildly in her chest.  "I think we have a
couple of minutes yet." Ranran commented quietly.

  Ranran gently undid slipped Nabiki's T-shirt up over her breasts, held
her with both long arms wrapped around her their fronts brushing against
each other, while she fiddled with the catch to Nabiki's bra.  "Stop
wriggling!" Ranran commanded. "Wretched bra, why are they so much easier
to take off when I'm wearing one?"

  Finally she lifted T-shirt, and bra up along Nabiki's arms and looped
them around the leather belt holding Nabiki up to keep them out of the
way.  Ranran stood back to admire the effect, Nabiki's rapid breaths
slowed as she resigned herself a little to whatever was to come.  Her feet
just touched the ground, she could stand on tiptoe to relieve the tension
on her arms - but that was all.  The cool air from the patio gently ran
through the room, causing Nabiki to shiver slightly as her bare skin
chilled in the breeze.

  "Right, we're nearly there - just need one more thing ..."  Ranran
wandered round the room, Nabiki's frightened eyes following her as Ranran
passed by various objects ... sometimes Ranran would pause, as if
considering something, and Nabiki's imagination would go wild imagining
what could be done with that thing.  "Aha! Perfect."

  Nabiki couldn't see what had been picked up - it was from the writing
desk.  As Ranran returned to Nabiki, with something held behind her back
Nabiki's fragile facade of calm broke - it could be the candle used for
melting the sealing wax for use on formal envelopes, the razor sharp
letter opener ...

  Ranran stood in front of Nabiki, "Oh dear,  are you feeling cold?" she
asked indicating Nabiki's erect nipples and goosebumps. "Maybe I can do
something to warm you up ..." Ranran moved closer - practically nose to
nose.  "Tell me Nabiki," she asked, "How does this feel? ..."

  Something just barely touched the small of Nabiki's back, "Oh, sorry
*Tee-he* you can't tell me can you?" Ranran slowly trailed the calligraphy
brush up Nabiki's lower spine.  "Still I think I'll be able to tell ..."
She stood back a little and tried circling Nabiki's belly button with the
fine haired brush "Don't tell me you aren't ticklish?"

  Ranran looked up an Nabiki's face, she had turned distinctly red and her
breaths was coming shorter and sharper.  "Looks like I'm on the right
trail, how about _here_" Ranran blew gently over the fine downy hairs of
Nabiki's right armpit and lightly flicked the point of the brush over her
sensitive skin. Nabiki was having trouble controlling herself, her eyes
were watering and she was worried she was going to inhale the handkerchief
as she squirmed under Ranran's attentions.

  *Sigh* "Times running out, Nabiki" Ranran gently held Nabiki's right
breast her hand, bringing the point up and forward, with the other hand
she slowly drew an invisible spiral with the brush up round Nabiki's
breast, over the Aureole to the point of Nabiki's nipple.

  A sound from the adjacent room indicated Soun or Gemna had stumbled
into a bit of furniture.  Ranran worked fast, put the bra back on, pulled
the T-shirt over Nabiki's torso, undo the leather belt and quickly moved
Nabiki down to the floor.  Just as the door was opening Nabiki let out a
loud gasp for breath - as the handkerchief came out.

  "Huh? Wazzat?" asked the slightly fuzzled Genma, seeing his daughter and
Nabiki curled up on the floor together.

  "Nothing dad, we're just having a tickling match - and I think I'm
winning."

  As Genma left for the toilet Ranran continued to speak, "I think that
pays back my account, by my reckoning."

  Nabiki drew greatly on her powers of self control to sound icily calm as
she said "Really?" with a cold stare.

  "Well, if you insist I'll pay the interest tonight ..."

  Nabiki flushed and shook her head vigorously. She was already working
out how she could get revenge. She had to, she thought to herself, it just
wouldn't be good business to let anyone get one over on her.

4. DEJA VU, ALL OVER AGAIN

  Thanks to a ludicrous amount of training and health Ranma started the
return to conciousness in about 1/4 of the time Nabiki had predicted.
Kasumi had finished preparing a light dinner and was on the floor with
Nabiki watching over their guest.

  "Take care," Kasumi admonished as Ranma groaned and lifted his head off
the pillow.

  "Yeouch!" - perhaps Ranma had moved a little too quickly after all.

  "Are you OK? Please don't think badly of Akane, she's really a quiet
girl - just a violent thug." Kasumi explained.

  "That doesn't follow, sis!"

- In the bathroom

Akane was rinsing off after demolishing more innocent building material.

  What kind of idiotic ..., Akane thought, remembering Ranma's offending
statement 'After all - I have the better proportions.' What kind of boy
is he?  She wondered.  And it had nothing to do with jealousy of his body
at all! she convinced herself.

  Ranma was under the after effects of dunking in the koi pond. This
included the expected damp, rather smelly, clothes as well as two more
breasts than most men have and a lack of something 'downstairs'.  He also
had a splitting headache, and he knew who to blame for _that_.

  What kind of girl ..., Ranma wondered, 'I'd like us to be friends' she
says (Ranma removes his Chinese shirt, in the changing room next to the
bathroom) that sure changed when she found out I was a boy.  Ranma took
the rest of his clothes off and opened the bathroom door - Akane, of
course, was on the other side about to leave.

  A short while later over a light dinner Ranma (sporting a bruised cheek)
and Akane (been seen in the nude again) were being persuaded to look on
the brighter side.  Persuasion by Genma, "Isn't your fiancee's energetic
and cute?" and Nabiki, "That's OK isn't it? You were both girls together."

  The recipients of this wisdom were not so sure.  "Un-cute." - Ranma
"_Not_ OK" - Akane.

  Soun announced, "I'm afraid there are only two guest rooms ready, Genma
will have one so I guess Ranran will have the other and ..."

  Genma butted in, "The engaged can share ..."

  The combined glares from Ranma and Akane were enough to dim even the
most enthusiastic parents.  If a moth had been unlucky enough to be caught
in the cross-fire it would probably have spontaneously combusted.

  "As I was saying we only have two guest rooms so Ranran will have to
share with Ranma for now." Soun finished.

- Later, Ranma & Ranran's room.

  "Ya awake?"

  "You asleep yet?"

  "I sed are YA AWAKE?!"

  Ranran half opened her eyes, "Hmm, did you say something brother?"

  "So, waddaya think of it so far?" Ranma enquired, half propped up on one
elbow.

  "Well, Kasumi seems nice enough Akane's temper may be a little short..."

  "A little?" Ranma exclaimed, "I've bin knocked out once and I'm not sure
this tooth will be the same again." Ranma pensively prodded his right
canine with his tongue.

  "Oh? And you didn't do anything to provoke her." Ranran stated.

  "Yes! At's wot makes it even worse!" Ranma said with complete
sincerity.  His martial arts skills matched only by his obliviousness to
subtle sarcasm.

  "All in all I'd say I've had a fairly interesting day." Ranran finished.

  "Not 'alf as int'resting as I have." Ranma stated.

  "Oh, I wouldn't say that ..." *Yawn* "Goodnight Ranma - sleep well."

  "G'night sis."

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Rambling post story notes.
--------------------------

Where to start?  Well for one thing I'm a little worried I'm going to find
it hard to fit extra-manga interaction for Ranma.  I don't want to mess
with his basic character.  I obviously have more freedom with Ranran as
she doesn't have a 'canonical' character.

Secondly you may wonder what on Earth I think I'm doing with Nabiki's
character.  Well I'm going by her actions in the first manga and
exaggerating a little in the direction I chose.  The way I choose to look
at it her actions in the Manga are superficially innocent, if you go a
little deeper she is asserting her dominance over Ranma in one of the most
basic ways possible.  She may not even be aware of this.  I expect that
most people would agree that being 'in control' is important to Nabiki,
this is why she is so affected by the little incident with Ranran ^_^.

Thirdly I'd guess the power-mongers might be wondering where Ranran stacks
up against the martial arts crowd.  Not very well basically, she has split
her training two ways and has ended up substantially worse in both
categories that would be the case if she had concentrated in one.  At this
point she is probably somewhat less skilled than Kuno is in kendo
(although she has a live blade).  She is probably about equal to Akane in
hand to hand.  I'm taking the view that anyone with approximately Nerima
standard martial arts ability totally outclasses anyone with _no_ martial
arts training.

Biggest flaws?  The whole tie Nabiki up and tickle her idea was too fun
not to include once I'd thought of it, but realistically I'd think she
would probably be able to make a loud enough noise to get attention from
outside the room.

Also I doubt that the wooden strips you can sometimes see going across
various ceilings in the Manga would actually be able to hold up Nabiki's
weight.  Still it is the _Tendo's_ house, I guess it has to be built
pretty strong ^_^

Lemon or Lime?  Well, I erred on the side of caution in the classification
because of the non-consenual aspect of one scene, even if there wasn't
any explicit sexual activity as such.

Last I deliberately didn't use any Japanese at all - just as there is no
Japanese in the English translation of the manga.  I might do a separate
version with spurious Japanese phrases if anyone would like to see that.

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