High above, a white Clay Bird cut across the sky, flying steadily toward Konoha.
Deidara lay atop the Clay Bird, looking utterly relaxed.
There were no obstacles in the sky; he could fly to Konoha even with his eyes closed.
It feels a little strange without Junior Sister by my side.
Although Deidara had always traveled alone before, ever since he married Kurotsuchi, the two of them had been inseparable.
With Kurotsuchi suddenly absent today, he found himself missing her.
Now that he was married and had experienced married life, Deidara knew there were other fun things besides playing with clay.
Young men and women who had just tasted the forbidden fruit were always somewhat insatiable. Whatever Deidara thought of made his expression shift slightly.
He then shook his head, tossing everything from his mind.
I should get back early.
Too bad Fourth Hokage Namikaze Minato isn't around. Otherwise, getting to Konoha would be much faster.
But he can give me a lift on the way back.
I should practice compressing Dust Release.
Feeling bored, Deidara flipped over and sat up, bringing his hands together before his chest. A ball of white light soon emerged in his palms.
The white light had initially been the size of a muskmelon, but under Deidara's control, it was quickly compressed to the size of a fingernail.
He then controlled the white light, slowly enlarging it before gradually compressing it again.
He repeated this process to train his control over Dust Release.
The reason Deidara was a genius was because he possessed an extraordinary degree of control over such extremely dangerous things.
And unless he found new ways to play with these ninjutsu, he simply would not stop.
After compressing the ball of light dozens of times, Deidara tossed it into the air.
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