The old woman on the ground cackled. "Foolish boy. This is not about you. It is about her ." She pointed a gnarled finger at the floating baby. "That is the Great Matriarch Jusenkyo, Kima of the Seven Spices. And I am…" the baby burbled, and a surprisingly deep voice echoed from its tiny mouth, "…now merely Mousse's unfortunate great-aunt, twice removed."
Baby Puchi, now in his own body, chose that moment to demonstrate his new, un-cursed personality. He projectile-vomited a perfect arc of formula directly into Ranma's open mouth.
And then, a wail. Not of pain. Of pure, existential, I-have-never-been-so-humiliated-in-ten-centuries terror.
The third attempt, Ranma got desperate. He tried the old "octopus in the bath" trick. Baby Kima summoned a swarm of garden koi to form a living raft, floated past the octopus, and used a wet diaper as a slingshot to fire a marble directly into Ranma's forehead. ranma 1-2 manga
The final confrontation took place at sunset. Baby Kima had constructed a fortress out of dojo cushions, armed with chopsticks and a jar of wasabi. The Matriarch's ancient body (with baby Puchi's mind inside) was gumming a ceremonial sword in the corner, cooing.
Nabiki smiled. "A 21st-century diaper change." The plan was forged in desperation. Ranma would have to learn the lost art of Oshiri no Kamae —the Diaper-Changing Stance—a technique so humiliating that the Jusenkyo Amazon elders had buried it beneath a scroll labeled "Only for the Truly Doomed."
"RANMA SAOTOME!" bellowed the fur-clad man, whom Ranma recognized with a groan as Herb, the prince of the Musk Dynasty. "You will answer for this!" The old woman on the ground cackled
"You're going about it all wrong," Nabiki observed from the porch, eating Pocky. "You can't scare her with violence. She invented half those moves. You need to scare her with the unknown ."
"And the ritual is incomplete," Herb snarled. "To reverse it, the vessel of the Matriarch's mind—that baby—must be truly terrified by the person she respects most. Then the fear triggers the reversal. She respects only two things: the Musk Royal Scepter and… you, Ranma Saotome."
The vortex reopened. Light flashed. When it cleared, the baby was cooing normally, and the old woman blinked with the wisdom of her true age. The reversal was complete. It is about her
"Alright, you old coot," Ranma said. "You've never seen this move. Kaze no Oshiri! "
Herb bowed low. "Ranma Saotome. The Musk Dynasty owes you a debt."