as his fiancée. After all, she wanted the job, it was just her company. However, he would have a better feeling of living with the Tendos if he could contribute something to the family income.
After about 10 minutes, the two changed hands met again in the hall. Ranma wore a white, sleeveless tracksuit. The logo of the fitness center was embroidered on the front right of the chest and a red and black dragon on the back. Akane wore a suit similar to Ranma, except that it had short sleeves and was black in color. Her Gi also had a logo on the front and a red and white dragon on the back.
Akane eyed her fiancé briefly and had to secretly admit that he didn't look bad in it. His physique was shown off nicely without looking ostentatious. Ranma also admitted that Akane was by no means flat as a board. The black only hinted at her good figure, but it undoubtedly suited her very well.
"I think now I understand why you always run around in Chinese clothes.It's really comfortable to wear, "his fiancée tore him from his thoughts. She tugged at her sleeves a little more and then began to warm up.
A quarter of an hour had passed when someone suddenly cleared their throat behind them. “Well, I think you've prepared enough now.” The two turned and looked into the face of a man in his forties. He didn't look like he was a particularly good athlete. If you met him on the street, you might think he was an easy passerby. On closer inspection, however, one could see the strong upper arms and the watchful gaze, which nothing seemed to escape. His dark eyebrows added to this impression.
However, Akane and Ranma were not fooled by their outward appearance. They had already seen too many fighters whose strengths could not be seen, you just had to think of Happosei! No, the first impression didn't even count half of the second."I've been watching them for about 5 minutes, but I would like to get a closer look at their coast. They both seem a bit young to me and we have some very experienced karatekas here who always want to learn. Our teachers, of course, always give courses for new people Techniques, but they are all very skilled fighters.

(Note from the author: Karateka / -s are people who have learned karate; I checked, the word really exists.)

I would like you to show me what you can do. Miss ... Tendo? Can you start please? " "Naturally."
She had seen her employer move and realized that he was about as good as her father. However, her fighting style had advantages and so she would be able to hold out against him in a training fight. He wanted to test her, including her ability to react and he would probably attack her in training. She had to be careful.
Ranma had also thought about it and noticed Mr. Miamoto's look.He cast a warning look in the direction of Akane. She gave him a barely noticeable nod and let him know she was warned.
The way he judged this Miamoto, he was good. However, he, Genma and Soun Akane had trained quite a bit over the past year. Even Soun now lost the fights against his daughter, which she was quite proud of. Yes, he was sure that she would beat this Miamoto.
Now Akane began. She did a few more stretching exercises, but then went smoothly into the punch-kick combinations.
Forward flip, kick, punch, punch, dodging backwards, ...
* The little one is good. I think I can test it out with peace of mind. Which master did she have? * Hiroshi Miamoto put his thoughts into action and attacked Akane. Completely surprising for him, she fended off his kick without effort and continued her practice undeterred.
* I thought this Miamoto was better. I felt him even when he was excited to jump.But I have to be on my guard, who knows, maybe he's only getting serious now. *
She was more focused now. There! Again he attacked. This time she not only fended off, but also countered straight away. He could only just avoid her kick, but overlooked her fist and a light blow made him stagger back.
* So I can be serious, she's really good! *
* Now he's serious, finally. * Akane's full attention was now turned to Hiroshi Miamoto. He took up a fighting position. She did the same and they faced each other. "I'm impressed with your skills, Akane Tendo. I've decided to do a little training fight. Let's see if you can beat me ..." "Didn't you plan this fight from the start, Miamoto-san?" Miamoto stopped paused in surprise for a moment. That was no ordinary girl, she was really good! He had to smile. “You saw through me really quickly.” Without further comment, he attacked.After 5 minutes, Hiroshi stopped the fight. “I wonder where you learned all this, Akane.” He was breathing hard. The short duel was fierce. Akane didn't seem as exhausted as she was. If they had continued, they would probably have emerged victorious. "Well, I've been training martial arts since I was a child. It wasn't really karate, but I learned it on the side and I think I can do it quite well. I've learned a lot, especially in the last year ..." She turned turned to Ranma and smiled gratefully at him. She knew she would never have been this good without him.

The person just mentioned had a fluttering heart.
There it was again. That strange feeling that he was accepted. That he could be who he really was: Ranma Saotome, 19 years old, martial artist, ambitious, had compassion and weaknesses. With her he was allowed to make mistakes without being laughed at and let himself go without being threatened with a katana. He didn't have to prove anything to her.He understood her mental> thank you