Weird. . . Where am I, anyway?
Food!
Who are you?!
Bastard!
Making fun of me, you dirty--?!
Do you know you've attacked Ryoga Hibiki?!
Whoever you are. . .!
It's just a doddering old man?!
Give me food. . .!
- More. - Here you go.
Old man, when somebody gives you food. . .
don't you know when to stop?
Aw, don't be stingy.
I intend to repay your kindness.
Sure, you do.
You cleaned out my rations!
Old man--!
That hit the spot.
Now then. . .
Let's see. . .
Watch it!!
Don't harm a weak old man.
I was trying to repay you for the food.
Feeling up my stomach. . . That's how you repay me?
Haven't ever you heard of the Kimen martial arts calligraphy technique?
Martial arts calligraphy? What's that?
The source of human strength is the hypogastric region.
Namely, the spot on the abdomen below the navel.
Especially in martial arts. . .
one's chi must be concentrated in the abdomen.
In martial arts calligraphy. . .
a special mark is drawn upon the abdomen. . .
from which incredible strength can flow.
In other words, it's just hocus-pocus?
How stupid.
Where're you going?
Don't you want to be the strongest man in the world?
The strongest in the world. . .?
Take my word for it. Pull up your shirt.
Don't be bashful.
If I'm the strongest in the world. . .
I'll be able to defeat Ranma?!
Here I come. Are you ready, boy?
The ultimate technique of Kimen martial arts calligraphy!
The mark of the Battling God!
This is--!!
He's late! That idiot Ryoga!
He challenges me to fight but he's a week late already!
Ranma, meet me at the vacant lot in Block 3 at noon on the 25th.
Ryoga Hibiki
Where the heck is he, anyway?
Where is it?!
Where's that vacant lot?!
He walked right past it.
Are those martial-arts school signs?
I wanted some practice before fighting you.
So I challenged some dojos.
They didn't put up much of a fight, though.
That means you've improved some.
I guess you didn't waste the time you kept me waitin'.
I won't have to listen to your dumb comments after today.
Come at me however you want, Ranma.
You sure sound confident.
Let's just see how good you are now!
W-What gives?!
What's the matter? Be serious, or you'll get hurt.
You don't hafta tell me.
Here goes!
He's reading my moves! That's crazy--!
I won with only my pinky finger.
So long, Ranma. I have no use for you now.
Hold it, Ryoga!!
I hoped that you, at least, could defeat me.
Whaddya mean by that?!
If you insist on knowing, I'll tell you.
It happened ten days ago.
Kimen martial arts calligraphy?!
This mark of the Battling God. . .
will make you the strongest man in the world.
The ultimate technique of Kimen martial arts calligraphy!
The mark of the Battling God!
The drawing did make me the strongest man in the world.
But at the same time. . .
It's made me the most tragic man as well!
What's this?!
You can always. . .
do this to take it off.
It's no use. A towel won't wipe this mark off.
Then. . .
how about this?
A brush HURTS!
I did everything I could to get rid of it.
But. . .
It's no use. That won't remove the mark.
Wretch, this is embarrassing. Get this doodle off me!
All right. I'll tell you how to remove it.
You will?!
There's only one way to remove the mark.
Be defeated in combat. Then the mark will--
Vanish on its own.
I see. So that's why you challenged all those dojos?
I defeated every one.
I've reached a level of strength. . .
which you can never hope to achieve.
That's why you lost so easily.
Farewell, Ranma.
Wait!
Ryoga!
I'll get rid of that doodle for ya!
I told you the only way is for me to lose a match.
I'm sayin' I'LL defeat you!
Ryoga, I think of you as my only rival.
Rival. . .?
Besides, didn't ya come to me because you needed help?
So let me handle this! I'll get rid of that doodle!
- Ranma. . .? - We're friends, ain't we?
Ranma!
You're. . .
a pretty good guy, after all!!
- To think how much I hated you--! - Now's my chance!
An opening!
Where are you?! Ranma?!!
Jus' wait. I'll beat 'im. . .
What's wrong, Ranma? Are you finished now?
Not by a long shot. I'm fine!!
Never mind.
C'mon, one more time!
W-What was that?!
Didn't you know? Ryoga's here.
They couldn't finish their duel outdoors. . .
so they're fighting in the practice hall.
They're fighting a duel?
I wonder if they'll be all right?
Of course, they're training night and day to master our secret art.
They should practice as hard as they can!
Promising! Most promising!
Ranma works that hard?
I'm surprised they haven't gotten tired of it by now.
Don't hold back. Come at me from anywhere, Ranma.
Ryoga!! What's with that get-up?!
Shut up!! I'll do anything to lose to you!
If not, this accursed doodle will never disappear!!
I'll try anything!
He sure thinks I'm weak.
I'll beat ya WITHOUTthat handicap! Conceited fool!
Ranma?! What happened?!
Where are you, Ranma?!
Dammit. . .! Now I'll hafta. . .!
- Sorry! - Ranma!
What happened to your fight with Ryoga?
It should be in here someplace.
Not this, or this, or this.
Or this or this or that--!!
Not this, not that, not this!
Found it!!
This is it! The scroll of secret moves!
Just wait, Ryog--!
"Don't disturb my nap!"
I'll. . .beat ya right. . .now.
That moron, Ranma. He's no help at all.
What if I never get rid of this doodle?
And Akane happens to see it--!
What's that on your stomach? Boy, you look stupid!
I was a fool for relying on Ranma!
I've got to find someone much stronger!
Ranma. . .?
Prepare yourself, Ryoga.
I'm no longer the man you just fought.
I'll use the Saotome super secret technique. . .to defeat you!!
His super secret technique?! Can that defeat me?!
Hey, what's THAT?!
He fell for it! The fool!
This super secret move attacks the enemy from behind like a wolf !
Wolf Fangs From Behind!
Crud--!
"Saotome super secret move. . . Number Two--!"
Distract the enemy and attack from above with a single blow!
Tiger Swat!
Look!
A 100-yen coin!
Where?! I think I lost one here yesterday!
"That's MY hundred yen..."
"You can't have it."
Where is it?!
"That's MY hundred yen..."
What the heck is this?
Um, ah. . .! I was tryin' the Tiger Swat move. . .
but I got some interference--!
Quit making fun of me!!
"Now THAT was a fine Crouching-Tiger Strike"
Excellent!
- Will you stop interrupting?! - Right.
Those were your super secret moves? I got my hopes up for nothing.
Can't you win without cheating? Ranma! You disappoint me!
Ranma. . .?
I'm sorry, Ryoga. . .!
I'm too weak to help you. . .!
Just when you needed my help, too! Forgive me, Ryoga!
Ranma--!
Don't take it so hard, Ranma. You're not to blame for this.
I shouldn't have gotten so powerful!
I should've eased up a little when I fought you.
You fell for it, Ryoga! Here's the ultimate super secret. . .
technique of techniques!
Like a frog squashed on the road, weep and throw the foe off guard!
Then strike!
Squashed Frog Move!
No pig's gonna beat me. Soon it'll be all over!
Take THIS!
HOW COME?!!
P-chan!
What're you doing here?
P-chan, who drew this doodle on you?!
How cruel! Who did this terrible thing?!
This ridiculous doodle on your tummy. . .
makes you look stupid!
P-chan?!
P-chan. . .
She saw. . .! Akane saw it!
This ridiculous doodle on your tummy makes you look stupid!
It's all over!
Ryoga. . .!
C'mon, cheer up.
Look, I been thinkin' about your problem.
Is there a way to get it off?!
Don't give up yet. You can always do this--
"Welcome New Employees! 'Meet Ryoga Nibiki' Party"
As a new employee, I shall do a belly dance!
Go, Hibiki!
- First in Japan! - Go for it!
And that's not all!
There's all kinds of occasions, New Year's and year-end parties.
Flower-viewing, moon-viewing parties, even weddings--!
You could be pretty useful at those.
You idiot. . .!
THIS. . .is the kind of THINKING you've been DOING?!
In the first place, it's YOUR fault. . .
that Akane saw P-chan's stomach!!
Huh?
I wonder if he's over there?
P-chan! I'll wipe off that doodle! Come here!
It's because of you. . .
that I haven't got the stomach to show myself to Akane!!
Why would Akane look at this stupid stomach?!
Ryoga--!
Akane. . .
Hi. . .
That doodle. . .?
It's the same drawing as the one on P-chan's belly.
Ranma! Ryoga!
What's going on, anyway?
- W-Was that a bad move? - You idiot. . .!
I'm sure of it.
The doodle on P-chan's tummy.
And the drawing on Ryoga.
They were exactly. . .
the same!