Betrayal Has a Terrible Start

Scorpion said: "In addition, don't think wrong, Alice and I are a doll family, and we are no longer comparable to mere humans. Don't limit our doll family with human ethics."

His tone was full of the point of view of "I am a doll and I am proud", how can the moral values ​​of mere humans limit their great doll family.

"Even if it's a doll family, it's just two people now. Well." Deidara told the truth.

"Don't worry, I will try my best to reproduce the offspring."

Deidara: "..."

Let me go, I want to get off, this is not a car for kindergarten.

"Didara, let me tell you one more thing, so-called artists don't need to care about other people's ideas, just stick to their own beliefs. What an artist has to take is a unique path, and squeeze a path with others. A true third-rate artist. A true artist is alone."

"It sounds reasonable. Since it's Brother Scorpion's teaching, let's remember it for now. Hmm."

Scorpion's palm caressed the smooth white and tender face of the puppet girl, and there was a gentle color on her face. It was impossible for outsiders to appear, and it was completely different from the irritable temper of outsiders.

"Speaking of which, did Brother Scorpion only make this perfect doll?" Deidara looked around in the laboratory, only to find that there was only one doll girl.

Scorpion snorted, and a proud look appeared in his eyes: "Alice is unique, and the raw materials for her construction are somewhat special, and I can't simulate the second one. I am also distressed by this."

"Ok?"

Scorpion did not answer his question directly, but instead asked: "Do you think that ordinary puppets do not need the control of puppet masters and can exist independently in this world? Human puppets can't do this. So , this is a miracle. She and I are both a puppet, not a simple puppet, but a human... No, in terms of racial ability, it is an intelligent race that is above humans!"

For this, Deidara has nothing to refute.

The existence of scorpions has proven this.

In the past, the scorpion was only half-doll and half-human, but now he has completely become the existence of the doll race, out of the category of human beings.

Immortal, not aging, forever young, full of youthful vitality.

In addition to cleaning the body regularly, replacing parts or something.

"So, the material for her construction, is it..."

Deidara seemed to have guessed something, widened his eyes, and a look of surprise appeared on his face.

"Yes, as you think. I cultivated my own body and contributed half of my soul as raw materials to construct Alice. She is my true other half. Like a daughter and a lover. exist."

Scorpion said proudly.

Artists are never stingy with showing their art.

"I'm completely convinced, Brother Scorpion. I'll leave the victory of the artist comparison this time to you for the time being. However, I won't admit defeat. The artist's battle is really starting now. Well."

Deidara smiled reluctantly.

That's right.

He also has to take a different path as an artist. He doesn't need to be acknowledged by others, and he doesn't need to care about other people's ideas. He will complete the indicators of life according to his own ideas. He wants to become such a great artist.

The artist of instant aesthetics.

The instant sublimation generated in that explosion was his pursuit.

This Akatsuki organization is not necessarily some boring guy. He thought so.

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"This is it! This is it, I finally found it!"

Inside the library, Deidara's happy cry came, and he opened a heavy book, as if he had found something extraordinary inside.

"Deidara, don't yell. You're making a noise."

Scorpion, who was quietly reading the book "The Development of Dolls and Art", heard Deidara's shouting and reprimanded in dissatisfaction.

Fortunately, there was no one else in the rest area for the time being. Itachi didn't say anything after hearing Deidara's commotion, but silently lowered his head and continued to read, not paying much attention to the outside world.

"Brother Scorpion, I think the organization's plan is very good to promote the development of civilization. How can there be a lack of an explosive artist of instant aesthetics like me. Such a beautiful art must be completed by oneself to make sense."

With a contented face and clenched fists, Deidara's heart was filled with endless energy.

Dedicating your life to art is amazing.

"What kind of messy book did you read? Please allow me to remain silent about your words." Scorpion closed the book and listened patiently.

Respect for fellow artists.

"Brother Scorpion, look at this, this book is really great."

Deidara opened the book in his hand and pointed to a certain sentence on it, looking excited.

"what?"

"This book says that explosions are the source of the progress of human civilization. The development of human civilization is inseparable from explosions. Don't you think this sentence is super handsome?"

"Idiot. Just for this little thing." Scorpion cursed.

"Ah, it's great, this sentence is so right, how can the promotion of civilization be without the art of explosion."

Deidara sat in the chair, closed the book, and was still revelling in the space of self, and had no time to take care of the scorpion's disdain.

And the scorpion also saw the name of the book - "The Propulsion of Human Civilization by Explosion".

It is really like a book suitable for explosive artists.

- Weasel-kun.

Itachi, who was swimming in the sea of ​​books, suddenly heard a voice from the bottom of his heart.

The owner of this voice is Orochimaru.

——Is something wrong, Orochimaru-senpai.

Itachi also responded from the bottom of his heart that the ring worn by the core members of Akatsuki's organization is used for remote communication.

——I have some trouble here and need your help.

--Where?

After thinking about it for a while, and feeling that there is nothing to do recently, Itachi asked in his heart.

- The country of water.

Hearing the name of this country, Itachi frowned slightly.