Keiko had taken out over several hundred of the shinobi with her underground roots, and they were still going, ready to ensnare anyone unfortunate enough to walk over it. But, she had already grown bored of ending the lives of nameless shinobi. She wanted to retreat back into her flower shop and relax with a nice cup of green tea. Now that her area was cleared, Keiko found that plan even more appealing and left to go do so. 

"Oh? What's this?" Keiko said, curious as to why there was smoke in the distance all of a sudden. She glided through the air and hovered over the opening where the fire was burning. Scanning the area down below, Keiko saw the eight-tailed jinchuuriki resting underneath a tree with a heaping pile of bodies burning. She hummed quietly and lowered herself toward the ground until she was directly in front of Remi. 

Keiko's eyes lit up in amusement. "The trees don't like fire, you know." She said, circling her index finger around the girl's face slowly, before pressing it against the tip of her nose.