Kameko blinked when Masuyo created a shadow clone in front of her, as Kameko had never actually entered the store. She pretended as if nothing were odd about it, and Kameko couldn't help but watch as the clone took off at a high rate of speed, faster than she could accurately even track, which kinda disturbed her. Was there really such a gap between the ranks of shinobi? Holy shit, was that a sobering experience. Now she wondered how much guts it really did take for her father to outright deny the Tsuchikage every one of his demands. That could have been a very messy encounter, but she was too angry to take a complete observation of the situation up until this moment.
Her sensei then leaned against the wall and pretended as if nothing had happened, continuing the conversation as it normally would have gone. Within a few moments, a scream emitted from the direction the clone ran off to. Kameko rolled the sucker in her mouth, looking back and forth between Masuyo and the location of the scream. Again, she played it off as if nothing was awry. Once revealing the kakute, Kameko would tilt her head and scrunched one side of her face a little bit as if to say "really" without actually speaking.
"Did you just... send your clone to attack someone," she asked with more than a little suspicion tinting the question. Like, was it really that important to teach her stuff? All she wanted to do was make a few knives and stuff, but noooooooo, instead she gets stuff with a deranged woman trying to teach her life skills like stealing candy and attacking random women to try and teach her something. Then it hit her. Was Masuyo even a jonin? Did she just escape from the psych ward after a bout of PTSD? The thoughts did amuse Kameko, but they worried her more.
Assuming Masuyo would ignore this or come up with an otherwise brash result, Kameko would shake her head a couple times before replying. "Yeah, okay, sure. This is fine, totally fine." That was meant more for herself than it was for Masuyo, but Kameko would reluctantly take the weapon and slipped it onto her left middle finger with the points on the underside of her hand. The genin took off at a decent pace towards the bath houses, nowhere near as quick as Masuyo was in her approach, meaning it took her some time to get there.
She didn't see the young girl get taken, but she did spot all the guys sexually assaulting the women. Like, the actual fuck? Anyways, Kameko finally got there after thorough amounts of groping had been committed with the women completely unable to defend themselves for some reason. Kameko, dressed as skimpily as she was, probably wouldn't be taken serious by any of these guys, but hey it was worth a shot. There was one guy near where she came in from who turned towards her to try something. Kameko slapped him as hard as she could with her ring hand, driving three deep gouges into his cheek. He fell, stunned and holding his cheek as blood began to flow. "Fuck off, got it?" He got up, scrambling out of the baths. Nobody else seemed to notice, sadly.
"HEY!!!!!" she screamed over the commotion. Most of the guys stopped, startled by her voice. "So, you're all going to stop doing that. Right now. And then you're going to stay right here. If any of you try to leave, I promise you, I will break. You." She paused for a moment, eyeing the men and letting her tone and what she had actually said set it. Some took note of the headband on her arm, getting second thoughts from their ideas of bravery. "Am I clear?" As soon as she asked this, she heard a scream come from somewhere else in the bath house that was quickly stifled. Sounded like it came from the locker rooms. Kameko wove a few seals, creating a couple of the basic clones. She knew they weren't real, but to the average citizen who never dealt with ninjutsu of any sort they would appear to be as real as she was. With three of her there, the real Kameko would leave her two clones behind and head towards the locker room.
Once inside, she would listen carefully for the sounds of a scuffle. She heard some banging and muffled cries coming from the other end of the locker room, so she took off after the noise. It was coming from a storage closet, and Kameko immediately threw open the door to see what was going on. Inside was a man with his pants around his ankles with a girl no older than Kameko on the floor. He was armed it seemed, and was about to do something truly awful.
Kameko glared at the man who was staring at her, still a bit stunned. "This was a really bad decision on your part," she said honestly. Her eyes, usually kind, were cold and would have unnerved anybody who looked at them directly. Instead, this guy began to try and kick his pants off so he could move. Kameko walked up to him quickly and then, taking a lesson from the Arhat Fist, tried to drive her palm into his sternum. He slashed with the knife, something she expected. Her arm moved in under his. As her right hand came up to grab his hand, her left forearm blocked his slash by hitting his wrist. Her right hand, combat training finally coming in use, came in from above to slam down on his hand and wrench the crudely made weapon from his hand. Something snapped, likely his wrist, causing a nasty popping sound.
Her right hand was thrust forward in a fist, driving the air from the man as her left arm bent at the elbow in anticipation of him bending forward from her first blow. He did, and her palm with the bloodied kakute slammed into his face. The spikes were driven into his cheek, puncturing his face. To cap it off, Kameko's left knee came up into the man's thigh to give him one hell of a charlie horse and a nasty bruise for tomorrow. He hit the ground after the last attack, not having expected a girl to have been able to do so much on her own. Kameko offered her hand to the girl who was about to have been raped, which she gratefully accepted. Kameko pulled her up, taking her own shirt off to reveal the lone black band across her breasts that was underneath. She handed the shirt to the girl, who put it on to cover her upper body while a quick snatch at a towel in the storage room provided a makeshift skirt for her bottom. Kameko escorted her out, expecting Masuyo or her clone to be somewhere nearby. She was probably the one who put the hole in the wall, if Kameko's suspicions were true.
Used: Arhat Fist
Stamina used: 3/40