At the same time, she was damned pleased that she could stand off to the side and not get involved with the teenagers as they tried to practice.
Well, Makoto was managing that quite well on her own, as she had already had training, and knew what she was doing. Their Master was being given lessons by that little old lady, but both of them were quite capable of handling themselves and there was actual learning going on there. And Shampoo had grown up in this village, so her own understanding of their training techniques was natural.
Minako was the one with the issue, and the nunchaku. She was obviously a girl who'd done some exercise, but that was likely for some sort of sport, and this was training for combat. Even in competitive martial arts, there had to be some respect paid to the weapons being used, as they could do serious damage if allowed to. In this case, she was trying to twirl and whip the weapon around like in some kung fu movie, and didn't even match that sort of show. Rather, she had trouble grabbing the moving side, and she kept on smacking herself with it as she tried to spin it about her body. Her wild gyrations made Makoto have to weave further away so as to keep safe, and even then the tall girl couldn't stop herself from giving the blonde a wary look.
That was enough to give the doctor an urge to speak up before something happened. "You really should watch yourself with that sort of thing. If you're not careful, you could really...."
With one of those inane yells that only came from an old style martial arts flick, Minako snapped her nunchaku down... and wound up clobbering Shampoo right in the top of her head.
".... hurt someone. Oh dear."
"Ah heh," an embarrassed looking Minako murmured, pressing the tips of her fingers to her mouth. "Sorry about that."
"Oh, no worry about that," Shampoo told her as she rubbed the growing knot buried under her mane of hair.
"Really?"
"Yes, because... SHAMPOO GOING TO MAKE SURE YOU SORRY!"
"Eep!"
"You come back here!"
Doctor Mizuno could only watch as the blonde raced off as fast as her long legs could carry her. Even with being in good shape, that didn't help the Japanese slavegirl, seeing as Shampoo was in close pursuit, waving a rather large mace over her head. Right around the training ground they went, down the street, past the healer's hut, and looked rather like they were going through the bath areas. A sigh passed by the woman's lips as she listened to yelps of dismay and barks of annoyance as the pair ducked and weaved around the locals, apparently not about to stop. Stalls, animals, and even pedestrians were weaved around so that they could keep on moving.
What made the sight of Minako being chased by their Master's newest slavegirl almost acceptable was that she could understand it. That wasn't due to any thought that this was to be expected, but that she could see that it was a possible event in any case. Had they all been adults, there had still been a chance that this would happen, since she'd seen individuals who'd reached their 'majority' do some really dumb things, many times with worse results.
Not that this was not embarrassing, and she began to hope that her own training in the local healing styles wouldn't be so... troubled, while:
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