It was a truly lucky day.

He had found a tuppence on the ground on the way to the inn, which was wonderful chance enough, until one of the patrons (her face as red as her carrot-colored hair) told him she was ever so fond of smooth heads, in a more than suggestive way, and asked if he wouldn't mind a romp in the stables.

Unfortunately, it was then that Ikkaku lost his lucky tuppence. He was knocked about his bald head, the woman taking the whole of his earnings and stuffing them in her red bosom, laughing wildly.