Ranko IS the Legend

"What I won't give Ranma are any spirals," Ranko says, rubbing her naked cunt against your cock and balls in circles. "He's waiting for me to grind myself against you," and continues to do just that! "When the heat of our bodies' lusts become too great, his icy disgust will erupt with all its ki ****, and - VROOSH: The Heaven's Blast Dragon! And since his conscious is dormant, so his conscience. You, a civilian without training, will be hurt; maybe even killed."

"Then WHY?!!" Your cock likes risks, but the danger of mortal injury threatens to demote it to a prick. "Why don't you stop this!!?"

"Because I now know I how I can have a Soul of Fire!" she laughs. "Ranma hasn't figured out yet how can a Yang male can have a SOUL of Ice. The answer is: He can't! We learned the technique from Cologne - An amazon: A tribe of Yin women!"

Your untrained body, weakened by anxiety, slides down the wall; Ranko follows, her trained body keeping her cunt on your genitals. But she also keeps her 100 pounds from making you any more uncomfortable than you are as you lay on the bathroom floor. And all of this is second thought to her, as she is still excited about her revelation: "Ranma traveled throughout Japan, to Korea, to Hawaii, AND to China more than once! But it wasn't until AFTER he became 'cursed' at the Legendary Training Ground that he became legendary!

"And Why?" she asked, leaning forward so her hot, firm, young tits pressed against you as she looked you in the eyes, eager to hear her own thoughts spoken out loud. "Everybody has BOTH Yin and Yang divided into different parts of themselves! But with him and ME, nothing has to be weaker than the other!! I have what Ranma needs to make Yin Ice techniques work at their best- And RANMA has the Yang that I can use to make Yang Fire techniques work!"

And Ranko stops rubbing your cock to grab it between her pussylips, firmly, confidently.