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"Boy, the first thing you need to remember.

Everything is training." Genma place particular emphasis on the word everything as he looked down at his four year old child. A quick glance to Nodoka on the porch, watching the two. "Whatever you do, it can be made into a training exercise."

"Like what Daddy?" the pre-cursed, pre-neko-ken boy asked.

"When walking, treate it as a balance exercise." Genma leaned down to pick Ranma up and put him on the fence. "Any fence you come across can be used to check your balance. Now go on." Ranma grinned brightly as he took a few steps and stumbled, being caught by Genma, a few more tries and he was already getting the hang of it before enma scooped him off the fence and back into their yard. "With that, I'll start training you on the first and most important part of our style."

Ranma didn't say anything, he just looked up and nodded.

"It is a time honored skill, meant to confuse and anger your opponent into a rash move without thinking. The moment one loses their cool in a fight, they have started down the pathway to their loss." Genma intonted dramatically, he did have a flair for this kind of thing after all.

"What does that mean?" Ranma asked quizzically, blinking a few times and looking to the side back towards the house. He was starting to get hungry now, after all, breakfast had already been a full half an hour ago.

"It means, m'boy that I'm going to teach you the first skill of the Saotome School of Anything Goes, Chant of the Vile Mosquito!" Genma grinned down at his child, having come up with a fancy name for it just within the past month.

"What does that mean?" Ranma asked a second time in a row, looking blank at his father.

"It means I am going to teach you how to trash talk." Genma nodded resolutely, scooping his son up once more and bringing him back to the house and Nodoka. "After a snack, of course."

"Yay!"

The Kingdom Reborn, Chapter 9