The dim afterglow shines obliquely through the window, and the separation bathed in the afterglow seems to be covered in a golden coat, and the sparkling light makes it almost impossible to look at it directly.

"What a beautiful ......"

The scarlet of the eyes of the setting sun was closed, and the light emitted from the eyes was no longer particularly oppressive, but softened, and Deidara couldn't help but praise the eyes in her heart.

Smack-

With a crisp echo and clear eyes, Deidara opened her outstretched hand with resentment.

The sudden change made him unable to maintain a sincere smile on his face, and he looked at Deidara with fire-breathing eyes and didn't know what he had done wrong.

"People like you......"

"What?"

Deidara's voice was too soft, and Li, who couldn't hear it clearly, couldn't help but lean forward and asked.

"How can someone like you understand me!"

A suppressed roar of anger came from Deidara's throat, accompanied by a roar towards the pig-like clay bomb that looked like a spider.

"?"

It was able to avoid the explosion range of the clay bomb, and before he could figure out the situation, the clay bombs that followed were already in his face.

Boom –

The interior of the temple was large enough to toss and turn around to dodge bombs, and from the smoke caused by the explosion, a wisp of smoke was emanated, and he looked at the insane Deidara while running quickly with his feet attached to the ceiling of the temple.

"I'm Deidara! He is a martyr who can give everything to art! Don't use the despicable word 'lonely' to describe me! ”

Deidara, who looks like a madman, keeps throwing clay bombs at Li, and the crazy expression on her face is a little intimidating.

"It's endless."

Dodging another round of bombardment, it was a little headache to look at another clay bomb that covered his vision and flew towards him.

Although these are just chaotic attacks when Deidara loses his mind, the Sharingan can clearly catch these clay bombs that are not fast and easily avoid them, but in the face of this seemingly endless clay bomb, I am afraid that I will be sent to amputation if I am not careful.

"With Geass?"

After thinking about it, I threw this thought out of my mind, since I gave a suicide order to Obito and caused my eyesight to deteriorate, Li no longer dared to use Geass on people easily, God knows what kind of command will cause damage to his eyesight, not to mention that Geass, who can only be effective once on the same person, should cherish the opportunity to use it when facing an important plot character like Deidara.

Then you can only use illusions.

Li doesn't want to hurt Deidara, and he also doesn't want to leave a psychological shadow like a weasel because of his illusion, it's not fun to be targeted by a person who dares to blow himself up and die with the enemy, Li doesn't want to be used as a thorn in the side of Deidara because of a mission, after all, he is not a Itachi, he is afraid of death.

"Then the way to use illusion will have to be carefully considered."

The scarlet eyes were aimed at Deidara, and the magatama in her eyes spun rapidly.

"Hahaha! Why don't you go on! Watching as he fled in the smoke from the explosion, Deidara smiled insolently as he pulled out a handful of clay from his blade bag. Evaluate others with self-righteousness in your mouth, but as a result, you are so capable? ”

Opportunity!

Taking advantage of the gap between Deidara's bombs, Chakra burst from the soles of his feet to dodge the last bomb, and rushed to Deidara's front at a speed that increased several times in an instant.

"Huh?"

Deidara, who had long lost his mind, did not pay too much attention to Li, and he was not in a state of battle, he was easily shortened by Li, because the clay bomb in his hand had not yet been made, Deidara looked up at Lili in a little shock, and a pair of scarlet eyes occupied all his sight.

"What happened?"

The picture quickly distorted, and consciousness faded, and Deidara hung her hands weakly, her eyes hollowly moving forward.

……

The sun was shining, and Deidara, who was only four years old, looked at his peers who were playing games in a group with some envy, but only made a slight contact with his gaze, and people were startled and avoided their gaze.

"Hey, he was staring at you just now."

"Who? That freak? ”

"yes, that guy is disgusting......"

The whispering comments reached Deidara's ears, and Deidara turned her head and pretended not to hear, calmly pinching the clay in her hand to shape them.

It's an orphanage.

Deidara didn't know who her parents were, and she heard the dean say that she was abandoned at the door of the orphanage, was it because of these hands?

Deidara looked at the bandaged hands that were blocking the shocking appearance, and her mind was full of puzzlement.

Why am I different from them?

"What are you doing?"

A figure blocked the sunlight, and Deidara looked up in amazement to see a puzzled face facing her.

"Is this a pig, but why are there so many feet?"

The owner of the figure asked, pointing to the clay in Deidara's hand.

"It's a spider." Deidara was upset about the uninvited guest who saw his work as a pig, but answered his question anyway. "It's not a pig's nose, it's a spider's face."

"I see!"

Lifting the clay spider almost against the visitor's face, Deidara re-kneading the clay in a bit of anger after receiving an appreciative exclamation,

Moments later, a lifelike owl took shape in Deidara's hand.

"Wow, that's amazing!"

Deidara, who received the compliment, was immediately satisfied, holding the owl in both hands, obviously very happy, but insisting on pretending to be 'what's so big about this'.

"My name is leaving, and I was just sent here today." He sat down beside Deidara very well, and the man who claimed to be leaving pointed to the owl in Deidara's hand with excited eyes. "Can you teach me this?"

"Okay......" Deidara agreed, confused.

Under the scorching sun, the two people who couldn't feel the heat at all held the clay in their hands, and happily kneaded the clay into different shapes, Deidara often looked at the clay that could not be seen in the shape of the clay and laughed, and Li also touched his head with his clay-stained hands and smirked embarrassedly.

From that day on, the lonely figure in the corner with the clay disappeared, replaced by two children who were playing with clay on each other's faces.

Well, it doesn't seem bad either.

"Deidara!"

I don't know how long it took, but the obviously taller one step away from waving a piece of paper in his hand and running towards Deidara excitedly. "The ninja school is enrolled, and I want to sign up."

"Why?"

Are you leaving?

Deidara's blue eyes trembled.

"Because I want to learn ninjutsu, don't you think ninjutsu is interesting?"

Li's little face was flushed with excitement.

"No, all I need is clay." Deidara lowered her head slightly, sneaking through the gap in her hair at Li, who was still talking excitedly. "And you."

"Deidara, why don't we go to the ninja school together?"

With her heart pounding, Deidara glanced timidly out of the wall, then lowered her head to rest on her bandaged hands.

"Good ......"

Gritting his teeth fiercely, Deidara met the look of expectation.

"Let's go!"

Grabbing Deidara's hand, they ran towards the courtyard gate smiling, the sunlight stretching their tiny figures to the ground.