way more and more to an unshakable anger as she opened the door to the closed restaurant a little wider to see the gift. The burning poison in her veins dissolved the shards of her heart and poisoned her head, while her aura surged dangerous and uncontrolled.

"Oh, oh, it's beautiful!" Ukyo exclaimed enthusiastically. "And the time?"

"When are we going to eat," he replied proudly. "Or, well, at least the table is reserved. Whether we're going is another question."

Before the chef could answer or the martial artist could turn around, the door to the restaurant was angrily slammed open.Without waiting for an apology, Akane reached out with the palm of her hand and gave the puzzled-looking man a resounding slap on the face.

"So that's what you've been doing for the last four weeks!" The young woman shouted in an unnaturally high-pitched voice and looked down at him with a tremendous fire that Ranma had never seen blaze in her eyes. "You, you, you pocket-sized casanova! You complete idiot! You idiot!"

"Now hold your breath, you trample!", The young man interrupted her tirade rudely and rubbed his burning cheek. "This is not at all what you think!"

"Pah!" She shouted contemptuously. "As if I believe you!"

"Wait, honey! Listen to what he has to say!", The chef suddenly intervened, but a single look from the woman, trembling with boundless anger, was enough to silence her. Instead, she picked up a small bag that her best friend had dropped and tossed it to the young woman. "Open up!"

"Ukyo, what?" Asked the martial artist, but when he saw the bag, he turned pale, tried to steal it from his fiancée, but was too slow.

"Huh?", Akane was amazed when she opened the bag and a gold ladies watch came to light. "What's this?"

"Nothing, so give it back!" Shouted the boy with the jet-black hair excitedly, but he could not act, because at that moment a huge spatula hit him on the back of the head, so that he fell to the floor with a low moan.

"This is your Christmas present! That's why he worked here in the afternoon and in the evening, if something still had to be done, he went to a courier service."

"And how should I know that it is for me and not for you?", Akane asked skeptically, although the glass shards slowly reassembled and were carried to their right place to grow together into her heart, that with joy danced.

"Look at the cover!"

"For Akane von Ranma?", She asked softly and looked lovingly at the unconscious figure on the floor.

"And over time you heard that, didn't you?"


"Tell me, Akane," she tore the voice of her big sister Nabiki out of her daydreams and brought her back to reality in a rough way. All her friends and family had gathered around the big table in her eldest sister Kasumi's new home, where the Christmas dinner was taking place this year. "That you got married so suddenly three years ago was quite a surprise! Are you finally going to tell us where, how and when you decided to do it?"

"No," Akane replied lightly and then put her cutlery on the table - Ranma did the same. "And since we are already in the process of surprises: next year you will probably have to cover more for one person!"