Okay, so I got curious enough about what happens next
to go onto part 7 now.

Hours slowly passed and became days,

tearing away at Ryouga's eyes and mind. Sometimes, he'd hear voices -
soft voices, like a choir of angels, just out of reach and just
indistinct enough to be impossible to pin down. Sometimes, the voices
would laugh.

-- I have trouble seeing Ranma leave Ryoga like that for days. He may
be a jerk sometimes, but he's a pretty caring guy, deep down. He'd at least
go check on him, under the cover of wanting to make fun of him.

-- Oh...lol, a dream. Nice.

The okonomiaki chef knew she was physically inferior when compared to

Shampoo, and probably Mousse,

-- Whoops. You left out the y in okonomiyaki again. ^-^

Ryouga just big-sweated.

-- This is something that's better off in art form, not in writing form.
"Ryouga
just cringed." would work better here, I think.


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