“Oh yeah?” challenged Ranma, jumping up on the tightrope.
“Yeah!” asserted the Principal, stepping up onto the desk. Ranma sidled quickly away along the tightrope. The principal followed as far as the edge of the desk before hopping onto the rope himself.
“Bet you couldn’t cut my Pops’ hair!”
“I can cut anyone’s hair!”
“You’d have a real problem with my Pops.” Ranma sidled a bit further back as the man swiped at her.
“Ey, I know,” said the Principal, a thought brightening his face. “I cut yo’ father’s hair fo’ a weddin’ present!”
“If I had to wait for that, I’d never get married!”
“So I cut his hair an’ you marry my Tacchi?”
“Nope,” said Ranma as she pressed her back against the wall, setting one of her feet on the ring in the wall. “He’s bald.”
The Principal froze, as the redhead pointed out the perfect defence against the Kuno School of Barber Shop Arts. Behind him, Akane cut through the rope with the shears.
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