"Alright, you old coot," Ranma said. "You've never seen this move. Kaze no Oshiri! "
"Yes," said Akane, smiling sweetly. "Think of it, Ranma. You, the great martial artist, defeated by a baby." ranma 1-2 manga
Nabiki smiled. "A 21st-century diaper change." The plan was forged in desperation. Ranma would have to learn the lost art of Oshiri no Kamae —the Diaper-Changing Stance—a technique so humiliating that the Jusenkyo Amazon elders had buried it beneath a scroll labeled "Only for the Truly Doomed." "Alright, you old coot," Ranma said
Then came the Talc of Tranquility. Ranma produced a giant shaker of baby powder. With a final, dramatic flourish, he dumped the entire thing over the baby’s head. The infant Matriarch, ancient mind in a tiny body, was suddenly buried in a white, fragrant, fluffy avalanche. " "Yes," said Akane, smiling sweetly
"Yeah, yeah. Just get that cursed baby out of here before—"