You whip out a pair of scissors and charge Ranma. He blinks in surprise as you try to cut off his pig-tail. You force him back as he strives to avoid getting a bowl cut from you. You can hear your father cheering you on. Finally, Ranma retreats up into a tree. He sticks out his tongue at you, knowing you are not a good climber. You sigh and leave. The victory is yours... but you feel bad you had to use scissors, not a sword to drive off Ranma. Scissors are no weapon for a samurai.