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But realistically, Ukyo had little to complain about. Konatsu never protested any of the work that needed to be done, in fact he always did more than expected, forever eager to find a way to do something extra for his 'Ukyo-sama' as he called her, with that bright, ebullient smile and some silly song on his lips.
It just because of that and his cheerful easygoing way that it was easy to forget her effeminate, passive friend was a highly trained assassin. And not just any assassin. A "genius kunoichi" as Happosai described, and she had to grudgingly admit at least some of that was true. If Ranma was the master of adaptive combat, Konatsu was one of adaptive weaponry. Who knew her kitchen held so many combustible components?
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