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“Uh, shouldn't I get some hot water?” She asked Airi, exiting the scanning device.
“Not really.” The green haired woman answered. “That is, all the genetic information for your male form, was readable by the scanner. So unless your male form has physical problems or issues you think we should know about? No physical deformities, disease, or injuries?”
“No nothing like that.”
“Then there's no reason you need to get wet.
“Nice throw Ranma-chan.” Airi commented, nodding her head in approval.
“I-- just remembered I have a class!” The pink haired man said from where he was laying against the wall upside down. “Seina-kun, I look forward to seeing you in class.” He tried to threaten from his position.
“Just go.” Airi pointed towards the exit.
“Right.” The man righted himself, gathered up all the dignity he could, and then calmly walked away from them.
“Who was he?” Seina asked, confused over the situation.
“He doesn't have any relatives on Earth does he?” Ranma added, considering a family of loons that she knew.
“He's a GP Academy instructor.” Airi answered.
“Instructor? Him?!” Seina boggled.
“Yes, I'll tell you on the way, we have a decent walk to the transporter tubes. This way.” Airi motioned for them to follow.
Ranma was once again taken back by just how big the space station was. Their path took them down a long hallway. It was easily ten meters tall, and a good five meters wide, with small plants running down the center of the walkway. To the left was a window into space, to the right, a viewscreen showing off a grass valley with mountains off in the distant.
“His name is Tennan Seiryo. He's actually a very talented member of the GP, and at one time he was also a candidate suitor for the Juraian Royal Family.” Airi explained. “He's on the border between a lunatic and genius. Things were alright while he was walking that fine line, but then he lost to Tenchi-chan in a duel, and he's been proclaiming his hatred for Earthlings ever since. Personally I've taken a liking to him.”
“Tenchi-chan?” Seina seemed to recognize the name. “Do you mean--?”
“Of course I meant Masaki Tenchi.”
“But why would he get into a fight with Tenchi-senpai?” Seina continued.
“That's true you don't know.” Airi put a finger to her lips. “Ah! I know.” The Chairwoman pushed both of them down on a bench seat, and hit a button on her wrist, causing a meter square viewscreen to pop up with a family tree on it. “Ready? Okay, the offspring of Azusa, the current king of Jurai, and his 1st wife Funaho is Yosho. He also happens to be my husband.” Airi pointed to each name on the drawing.
“So then Yosho ran into some trouble on Earth, and then he had a grandson, Tenchi-chan. Incidentally, the mother of Azusa's second wife Misaki, is Seto, whom you've already met. Do you understand?”
“Wait wait wait, he has two wives?” Ranma asked worriedly.
“Indeed, polygomy is quite common.”
“Eeee.” Ranma looked around worriedly, sensing some kind of inpending doom if Akane, Shampoo, or Ukyo ever found out about this.
“Uh, in other words, that makes you Tenchi-senpai's, Grandmother?” Seina figured, Airi's face turning into a frightful sneer as she got into the boy's face.
“DON'T YOU EVER CALL ME GRANDMOTHER!” The woman barked harshly.
“Sorry!” Seina fell backwards off the chair, and Ranma jumped several meters away from the suddenly scary woman.
“Ahem.” Airi stepped away and dismissed the viewscreen. “We should get going.”
Ranma mentally catalogued the reaction away should she feel the need to mess with the woman. But she would be prepared to run for her life if she did, if that was how the Chairwoman reacted to even the slightest mention of the word.