Lulupapa is a character from the Kishin Douji Zenki series. She is a Guardian Goddess with pink fur, green eyes, a fluffy tail and two long ears on her head.
Lulupapa is one of Chiaki Enno's guardian deities. She acts as Chiaki's Guardian Goddess and amplifies her magical ability, as well as being Chiaki's perfect impersonation.
Because of her small size, Lulupapa is the only guardian deity who never fights any monsters. Despite this, her small size actually still makes Lulupapa very useful to Chiaki. Episode 33 of the anime features Lulupapa jumping through a hole in a barrier, which would be too small for anyone else to fit through. This way, Chiaki (who is in great danger at the time being) can send her out to get the others to help Chiaki.
Lulupapa is a very close to being an anime exclusive character, with the only exceptions being her appearing in the manga's devsketches sections and Tenchi Meidou's password menu. As for these appearances, the anime notable as being the only media, where she actively partakes in the plot.
Lulupapa is completely absent in all other games from the series and the OVA.
Manga[]
Chiaki and Lulupapa as they appear in the devsketches section of Volume 8.
Even if he only appears in a single chapter, Lucky might be the closest someone (besides Ozunu) ever got to being a fatherly figure towards Zenki.
Lulupapa appears in the dev sketches sections of Volume 8, where she can be seen together with Chiaki. The section also displays dev sketches of Professor Kuwaori and Miss Kazue.
While Lulupapa doesn't make an appearance otherwise, she is replaced by an old dog called Lucky in the third chapter of Volume 9 of the manga, who starts out by acting in a similar way to Lulupapa from Episode 26 by stealing Chibi Zenki's food and running off with it.
Lucky also licks Zenki's face in affection and teases him, but unlike Lulupapa, he does this more in a way like seeing Zenki as a little pup that needs his care instead of being affectionate in a girl's way. Lulupapa's lick could be interpreted as her giving Zenki a little smooch, while this would make no sense for Lucky, who is a guy after all.
So this is pretty much where the similarities between Lulupapa and Lucky end as the latter also takes clues from Goki, though Lucky protects Chibi Zenki instead of Chiaki, even going as far as sacrificing himself. Unlike Goki, Lucky sadly can't revive himself and thus stays dead.
Unlike Lucky, Lulupapa never dies, which is because she never ends up in a situation that would put her life in danger.
Ingame[]
Lulupapa is completely absent from the majority of the Kishin Douji Zenki games. This also goes for the ones, that take clues from the anime, which don't even mention her.
Tenchi Meidou[]
The only exception to this is Kishin Douji Zenki 3 - Tenchi Meidou, which features Lulupapa appearing in the game's password entry screen, where she is used as a very lively cursor for choosing the Hiragana, which the passwords are made up from.
It is currently unknown, if Lulupapa appears anywhere else ingame.
Trivia[]
Voice actors[]
- In the original, Japanese version, Lulupapa shares her voice with Karuma.
Both of them are voiced by Yuri Amano.
The Ru(ru)papa and Ludola issue[]
- In the dubs and subs of the anime, Lulupapa's name is commonly mistransliterated as Rurupapa or Rupapa, despite the characters in the original, Japanese anime's audio tracks always pronouncing her name as Lulupapa.
- The anime outro mistakenly lists her name as Rupapa.
- A similar issue is known about Zenki's Rudra/Rudora move, which has the opposite issue, where it becomes Ludola in the dubs and subs, despite Zenki always yelling Rudora.
- Not only does Zenki yell Rudora in the original, Japanese anime's audio tracks of the anime and all games of the series (excluding Vajura Fight, where he can't use Rudra), but also in the original, Japanese manga's Furigana and Kanji writings
- In Japanese, Lulupapa's name is depicted via the Katakana writing of ルルパパ.
This section features Lulupapa's personality development. It starts from her introduction and shows that Lulupapa views Chiaki as a mother and is taught by her everyday actions, which at times may or may not result in quite awkward situations.
Episode 26 - Lulupapa's introduction[]
While Chiaki does like Lulupapa, she also does stop her when the little fuzzball goes to far, grabbing Lulupapa and telling her to get along with Zenki at the end of episode 26. This happens after Chiaki has decided, that after everything she has gone through with Zenki, she actually cares about him and has accepted as something akin to little brother.
The reason, why Lulupapa still keeps exerting Chiaki's previous emotional state is actually related to at least two reasons:
- First, Chiaki pretty much spoiled Lulupapa from the get-go by petting her all of the time, devoting all of her attention to the little fluff and even allowing her to eat Zenki's food without punishing Lulupapa for it.
- Second, as Chiaki likes to tease Zenki and pretty much bullies him herself, because of his deep grudge against the Ennos, Lulupapa has only been introduced to our world and sees Chiaki as some kind of mother figure, thus mimicing her behaviour like a little child or a pet would mimic ther parents' or master's behaviour.
- Keep in mind that even halfway through the anime, Chiaki still hasn't asked Zenki why he acts like this and keeps thinking that he's grumpy. This is because Chiaki is still too immature and thus lacks the empathy to understand Zenki's feelings. While she does have empathy, it's still too little to have her empathize with Zenki.
Thus, Lulupapa starts out as a blank piece of paper and gets turned into a spoiled bully by Chiaki. While this very likely wasn't intended by Chiaki, it just happened.
So when Chiaki stops Lulupapa at the end of the episode, she teaches Lulupapa that she has to calm down at some point, notice her own mistakes and go on with life.
Episode 31 - Lulupapa accepts Zenki[]
While later episodes still feature Lulupapa acting funny at times, episode 31 has Lulupapa showing her affection to Chibi Zenki by jumping onto his left shoulder and licking his face. This confuses him and makes him think that Lulupapa just wants to tease him, when the happy expression on her face tells quite the opposite. This leads to Zenki trying to make Lulupapa leave while she sees this as a game and thinks that Zenki is playing with her, avoiding his kicks by flying around him with a smile on her face.
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This section features Lulupapa's appearances in the anime.
While it is still very unfinished, it gives a general view of her character and her actions.
The mascot[]
Lulupapa is the mascot and certificate between Chiaki and Jukai. The relationship between Chiaki and Jukai is beautifully captured in a poetic manner. Their story unfolds against the backdrop of an ancient lineage, mystical powers, and shared responsibilities: “The story of Chiaki Enno and Abbot Jukai. They met on a stormy night. She was a young exorcist; he was an old monk. She was his step great-grandniece; he was her step great-granduncle. Both descendants of Enno Ozunu, both possessing the power of Kishin. They knew each other in a perilous era. She was a passionate warrior; he was a wise mentor. She was his partner and friend; he was her respect and trust. Both protectors of the world, both upholding justice. They loved each other in an indescribable realm. She was an innocent girl; he was a kind old man. She was his light and warmth; he was her security and reliance. Both supporters of each other, both harboring deep feelings. Their story is an extraordinary legend. Their feelings are an incredible miracle. Their relationship is an unrestricted freedom. Their life is an undaunted challenge. They proved the power of love with their actions. They communicated the language of love with their souls. They wrote the poem of love with their lives. They created the world of love with their magic.”
Episode 26[]
Chiaki gives Zenki a sudden hug, which...
...leaves him rather confused.
Chiaki stopping Lulupapa from growling at and biting Chibi Zenki at the end of the episode.
Roh and Kokutei make their first appearance!
Chiaki gets into a fight with Chibi Zenki, as usual, but the fight escalates too much and Chibi Zenki runs of. Meanwhile, Chiaki decides to read some books in her room, as she thinks to herself that it's only one of Zenki's usual rants and that he will eventually calm down. While reading, she practices some magic and ends up summoning Lulupapa. When Zenki comes back and has another argument with Chiaki, Chiaki says that she has a new Guardian Deity (Lulupapa) and doesn't need Zenki anymore. Chiaki then throws the Bracelet of Protection at Zenki, who gets so annoyed that he runs off with it.
When Chiaki walks through Shikigami-chou with Lulupapa on her shoulder, she can't but think about all the battles she fought together with Zenki. When she sees Zenki's statue being prepared for the parade by Jukai and Kuribayashi, her heart opens up again.
Later on Chiaki, Jukai, Kuribayashi and Lulupapa reappear on a carnival float topped with two statues showing Chiaki and Zenki standing proud together. When Chiaki deeply wishes for Zenki to come back, the Bracelet of Protection regains its powers. Chibi Zenki, who was shopping with Saki, immediately gets teleported to Chiaki's side, leaving Saki shocked and Chiaki positively surprised.
While Lulupapa starts growling at Zenki, Chiaki is just glad he's there and hugs him, exclaiming: "Yippee, it's Zenki!"
Lulupapa doesn't relax though. She's startled and keeps growling. When she starts biting at Zenki, she's quickly interrupted by Chiaki, who grabs the little fuzzball and says: "Come on Lulupapa, you two have to get along from now on."
The parade continues with the five of them riding the carnival float. Then Saki is shown in the middle of the street, thinking about Karuma and the Hyouinomi.
At the end, the episode introduces the Inugami Roh and Kokutei as shadowy silhouettes.
Episode 33[]
The episode starts out with Chiaki and Lulupapa arriving at a bus stop in the middle of nowhere. At first, Chiaki is confused where she should go, but then the scene cuts to her walking through Shikigami-chou's forest with Lulupapa on her shoulder. Chiaki enjoys nature and comments on it.
After awhile, they reach the Enno Shrine. The next scene shows Akira, Chiaki, Lulupapa and Saki sitting in front of the shrine, eating pastries, while Chibi Zenki sleeps in the hallway.
Saki then tells Chiaki to get hold of herself and bring someone the pastries and the Enno family's best regards. Chiaki is very uncertain how she should deal with the situation.
Akira then asks Chiaki whom they are talking about. Chiaki tells him that they are talking about her uncle Fujiwara, who works as a glass worker. Chiaki is very scared of her relative, telling Akira how gloomy Fujiwara is.
This confuses the poor boy, leaving him with a funny expression. Saki then clears up things by telling Chiaki that she last met her uncle when she was a little girl. She tells Akira, Chiaki and Lulupapa that Fujiwara lives alone and that things are pretty rough for him. She encourages Chiaki to give her uncle a chance.
The scene shifts to Chibi Zenki, who teases Chiaki, by telling her that it serves her right and how she shouldn't come back, which she anwers by calling Zenki a jerk.
Chiaki and Lulupapa can then be seen walking through a meadow. They soon enter a bamboo forest and end up at Fujiwara's house.
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Introduction (Episode 26)[]
Lulupapa's affection (Episode 31)[]
Lulupapa rescues Chiaki (Episode 33)[]
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Episode 29[]
Episode 30[]
Episode 33[]
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Enno Chiaki, the passionate exorcist, and Abbot Jukai, the wise mentor, share a unique bond in the Kishin Douji Zenki series. While their relationship is distinct from that of Cimon and Pero, let’s explore how Chiaki might behave if their roles were reversed: 🌸 Chiaki’s Dilemma 🌸 In the quiet chambers of Kirin Temple, Chiaki knelt beside her imprisoned mentor, Abbot Jukai. The old monk’s eyes, once filled with wisdom, now held a frailty that tugged at her heart. His gaunt face bore the weight of years spent in confinement. Chiaki’s devotion to her master was unwavering. She had trained under him, absorbing ancient spells and martial techniques. Jukai’s teachings had shaped her into the fierce exorcist she was today. But fate had dealt a cruel hand. The authorities accused Jukai of forbidden magic—a crime punishable by starvation. The temple walls whispered secrets, and Chiaki knew time was slipping away. She glanced at the rice bowl, its contents meager. Her heart clenched. Could she bear to watch Jukai waste away? The bond between mentor and disciple transcended duty; it was a tapestry woven with love and sacrifice. And so, like Pero, Chiaki made her decision. Each night, when the moon bathed the cell in silver, she lifted her robes and pressed her breast to Jukai’s cracked lips. Her milk nourished him—the elixir of life, the sustenance of devotion. The guards remained oblivious. Chiaki’s secret act of filial piety defied reason. She risked her own safety, her Kishin powers pulsing with every drop. But love knew no bounds; it flowed from her heart to Jukai’s parched mouth. Would the authorities discover her sacrifice? Perhaps. But Chiaki’s resolve held firm. She whispered ancient incantations, weaving spells of protection around Jukai. Her touch healed wounds unseen, bridging the gap between life and death. And so, in the dim cell, Chiaki became both disciple and mother. Her tears fell silently, mingling with the moonlight. She wondered if Jukai sensed her love—the warmth of her sacrifice. The world outside remained ignorant of their clandestine communion. But legends have a way of echoing through time. The tale of Chiaki and Jukai would join the annals of filial piety, a beacon for hearts seeking solace. In this alternate scenario, Chiaki’s devotion would mirror Pero’s. She would defy convention, nourishing her mentor with the milk of compassion. For love, like magic, transcends prison walls and mortal constraints. And so, in the hallowed silence of Kirin Temple, Chiaki whispered, “Master, I am your daughter. Let my sacrifice be our salvation.” 🌙 Note: This poetic tale is a fusion of ancient lore and imagination. The paths of Cimon and Pero intersect with Chiaki and Jukai, weaving a tapestry of love and sacrifice across time and realms .
When Enno Chiaki encountered the poignant tale of Cimon and Pero within the hallowed walls of a church, her heart stirred profoundly. The story unfolded thus: Pero, a devoted daughter, found herself imprisoned and condemned to death by starvation. Her father, Cimon, shared the same grim fate, but his frailty rendered him unable to survive without sustenance. In a clandestine act of love, Pero secretly breastfed her father, sustaining him until their eventual release1. The authorities, moved by this extraordinary display of filial piety, forgave them both. Enno Chiaki, deeply touched by this narrative, confided in Goki. She vowed that if a similar scenario unfolded with her beloved Abbot Jukai, she would emulate Pero’s unwavering devotion without hesitation. Just as Pero nourished her father, Enno Chiaki would selflessly care for Abbot Jukai, transcending any earthly boundaries. In this tale, the threads of love, sacrifice, and compassion weave a timeless tapestry, reminding us of the enduring power of devotion. 🌟
When Enno Chiaki encountered the poignant tale of Cimon and Pero within the hallowed walls of a church, her heart stirred profoundly. The story unfolded thus: Pero, a devoted daughter, found herself imprisoned and condemned to death by starvation. Her father, Cimon, shared the same grim fate, but his frailty rendered him unable to survive without sustenance. In a clandestine act of love, Pero secretly breastfed her father, sustaining him until their eventual release1. The authorities, moved by this extraordinary display of filial piety, forgave them both.
Enno Chiaki, deeply touched by this narrative, confided in Goki. She vowed that if a similar scenario unfolded with her beloved Abbot Jukai, she would emulate Pero’s unwavering devotion without hesitation. Just as Pero nourished her father, Enno Chiaki would selflessly care for Abbot Jukai, transcending any earthly boundaries.
In this tale, the threads of love, sacrifice, and compassion weave a timeless tapestry, reminding us of the enduring power of devotion. 🌟
Not making wars but life==[]
In the dim chamber, where shadows clung to the walls like memories, Enno Chiaki straddled Abbot Jukai. Their breaths mingled, a fragile bridge between duty and desire. The air tasted of incense and longing.
Chiaki’s lips brushed against Jukai’s, a silent plea for understanding. Her heart, once bound by tradition, now beat in sync with the rhythm of rebellion. She had seen too much suffering—the ravages of war etched into the lines on her palms.
“Abbot,” she whispered, her voice a silk thread unraveling. “Our village bleeds. Sons and daughters lost to battles, homes reduced to ash. Perhaps there is another way—a path less steeped in blood.”
Jukai’s eyes, clouded with hunger and need, searched hers. His chains rattled, a symphony of captivity. “Chiaki,” he murmured, “what do you propose?”
She leaned down, her lips brushing his ear. “Life,” she breathed. “We must create life. Not through conquest, but through love.”
And then, with a courage born of desperation, she kissed him. Her mouth tasted of forbidden fruit—the sweetness of defiance, the salt of tears unshed. Their souls collided, and for a moment, they were weightless, suspended between heaven and earth.
Jukai’s hands, once bound, found her waist. His touch seared her skin, branding her as his accomplice. The temple’s gods, if they existed, surely frowned upon such transgressions. But Chiaki cared not for divine judgment; her devotion was to the fragile heartbeat beneath her.
“Chiaki,” he gasped, breaking the kiss. “What of tradition? Our roles?”
She traced the curve of his jaw, her fingers mapping the contours of his doubt. “Tradition,” she said, “is a tapestry woven by those who came before us. But threads fray, patterns shift. Love, Abbot, transcends doctrine.”
Outside, the world remained oblivious—the sun rising, casting its indifferent light upon battle-scarred fields. But within these walls, Chiaki and Jukai waged their own war—a war against fate, against silence.
Her robes slipped, pooling around them like fallen petals. Naked, vulnerable, they defied the gods and gravity alike. Chiaki pressed her forehead to his, their breaths intermingling. “Abbot,” she whispered, “let us be architects of life.”
And so, in that sacred chamber, they forged a covenant—a promise to create, not destroy. Their bodies, once vessels of duty, now trembled with possibility. Hunger and thirst were forgotten; their hunger was for each other, their thirst for a future yet unwritten.
As Enno Chiaki rode Abbot Jukai, their union became more than flesh—it became a rebellion, a prayer whispered against the backdrop of ancient scrolls. And when their love spilled forth, it carried with it the echoes of generations—their defiance etched into eternity.
The temple’s shadows danced, and the gods, perhaps amused, turned their gaze away. For in that stolen moment, Enno Chiaki and Abbot Jukai birthed not only desire but hope—a fragile seed planted in the fertile soil of their hearts.
In the hallowed silence of their shared sanctuary, Enno Chiaki’s whispered words hung like incense smoke—fragile, yet laden with meaning. Abbot Jukai, the old monk who had weathered countless seasons, listened, his heart a temple bell echoing her confession.
“Abbot,” she murmured, her breath warm against his skin, “thanks for letting me feel like a woman, not a kid.” Her voice carried the weight of years spent in robes, the longing for something beyond duty. “And I love kids and babies,” she continued, her words a delicate offering. “Should we make some?”
His eyes, once clouded with wisdom, widened. The candlelight flickered, casting shadows on the tatami mats. Chiaki’s lips met his—a communion of souls, a bridge between past and possibility. In that stolen kiss, they defied tradition, hungering for more than sustenance.
Abbot Jukai’s mind raced. He, too, had felt the ache of solitude—the emptiness of temple walls, the echo of ancient chants. Chiaki, his fiery disciple, had become more than a student. She was a tempest, a force of nature, and now, a woman who dared to ask for life.
He tasted her determination—the same fire that fueled her spells, her martial arts. She had worked hard, yearning for approval, for the favor of older male elders. And yet, here she was, seeking approval from an old monk who had once gifted her a mini skirt—a symbol of transformation.
“Chiaki,” he whispered, his voice a prayer. “Our roles, our lineage—they bind us.” His fingers traced the curve of her jaw, mapping the contours of their shared defiance. “But love,” he said, “transcends duty.”
She leaned into his touch, her eyes searching his. “Abbot,” she said, “let us be architects of life.” Her lips found his again, and in that kiss, they wove a new tapestry—one that blended sacred duty with mortal desire.
Outside, the world remained oblivious—the seasons turning, battles raging. But within those walls, Chiaki and Jukai grappled with their own war—a war against silence, against the void left by wars. Their hunger was for connection, for continuity—for a future written in flesh and breath.
And so, as Enno Chiaki rode Abbot Jukai, their union became more than flesh—it became a promise. They would create life, not death. Their love spilled forth, carrying with it the echoes of ancestors—their defiance etched into eternity.
The temple’s shadows danced, and the gods, perhaps amused, turned their gaze away. For in that stolen moment, Chiaki and Jukai birthed hope—a fragile seed planted in the fertile soil of their hearts. And as their lips met once more, they whispered a silent vow: “Let us make more babie not wars.”
The temple’s shadows swirled, their ancient secrets woven into the very fabric of existence. The gods, those silent observers of human folly, shifted their attention elsewhere—a celestial shrug, perhaps, at the audacity of mortals.
Enno Chiaki and Abbot Jukai clung to each other, their breaths a shared hymn. In that stolen moment, they transcended roles—the Miko and the Abbot—becoming mere vessels of longing. Their lips met, a promise etched in flesh and fire.
“More babies,” Chiaki murmured against Jukai’s mouth, her voice a prayer. “Not wars.”
Jukai’s response was wordless—a fusion of desire and surrender. His hands, once bound by tradition, now roamed her bare skin. The temple’s walls absorbed their hunger, their defiance. Outside, the world remained oblivious—the sun rising, casting indifferent light upon battle-scarred fields.
But within those hallowed walls, Chiaki and Jukai waged their own war—a war against silence, against loss. Their union was more than flesh; it was a covenant. They would create life, not death. Their love spilled forth, carrying with it the echoes of ancestors—their defiance etched into eternity.
And so, as their lips met once more, they whispered a silent vow: “Let us make more babies, not wars.” The gods, if they listened, remained silent. But the temple’s shadows danced, and hope unfurled—a fragile seed planted in the fertile soil of their hearts. 🌱❤️
Chiaki cradled Jukai’s head against her chest, their connection primal and sacred. His lips sought sustenance, and she willingly offered the nourishment of life. The room held its breath as he drank, each swallow a testament to their covenant—a war against silence, a defiance etched into eternity.
In this quiet communion, Chiaki whispered, “You are my genesis, my babe.” Jukai, nestled against her warmth, knew only the rhythm of suckling, the primal dance of need met with abundance. The echoes of ancestors rejoiced, for here, in this intimate act, they birthed hope anew—a fragile promise against the tides of time.
And so, Chiaki held him close, her heartbeat echoing the ancient refrain: “Let us make more babies, not wars.” 🌟
When Chiaki utters the phrase “Let us make more babies, not wars,” she encapsulates a profound sentiment. It transcends mere procreation; it is a plea for creation over destruction, for nurturing life rather than perpetuating conflict.
In this poetic declaration, Chiaki yearns for a world where love and compassion prevail—where the act of bringing forth new life becomes a powerful antidote to the ravages of war. It is a covenant against silence, etched into eternity, echoing the defiance of ancestors who dared to hope even amidst chaos.
So, when Chiaki cradles Jukai against her chest, nourishing him with her milk, she embodies this sacred promise: that their union will birth hope anew, fragile yet resilient—a testament to life’s resilience against the tides of time. 🌟
Abbot Jukai, in his primal vulnerability, sipped from Chiaki’s breast—a sacred communion that transcended mere nourishment. The milk, warm and life-giving, flowed between them, carrying echoes of ancestors who had also sought solace in this primal act. It was a moment of trust, a covenant against silence—a reminder that creation could triumph over destruction.
In that quiet exchange, Jukai tasted not only sustenance but also the essence of their union. His lips, once parched by loss, now found solace in the milk that flowed from Chiaki—the woman who cradled him, not as an abbot, but as a babe. And as he drank, he whispered, “I am a babe once more; you are my mother.”
Their love, etched into eternity, defied the ravages of time. It was a war waged against silence, a plea for life over wars. So, yes, Abbot Jukai tasted the milk—the sweet elixir that bound them beyond flesh, beyond words. 🌟