"Big Brother Sasori, I'm off." With a low remark, Deidara leaped straight onto the white bird, which suddenly soared into the sky.
Under the dusk, the white bird spread its wings and flew, swiftly turning into a tiny white speck.
Yura also bowed and departed at that moment. If he stayed gone for too long, it would be hard for him to explain himself.
Hidden inside Hiruko, Sasori raised his head without saying a word.
His previous Hiruko had been damaged three years ago during his battle with the Third Hokage. This was one he had remade in his spare time.
Even after turning himself into a puppet, he retained an unusual obsession with cleanliness regarding his own body and did not like exposing himself to the outside world.
Deidara continuously gathered intelligence from the sky, clearly recording the appearances of guards in every area.
After three years of recuperation, Akatsuki finally took action again. Having learned from the lessons of three years ago, they decided to start by capturing the One-Tail.
Not every Jinchuriki could be as formidable as Naruto Uzumaki of Konoha, right?
"The One-Tail's Jinchuriki should be Gaara of the Sand. I heard he's already become the Kazekage. Tch... what an open-minded village, accepting a Jinchuriki as Kage."
As he gathered intelligence, Deidara complained. During the three years Akatsuki had disappeared from the world, even his routine terror attacks had been stopped. To him, that was an insult to art... it felt even worse than killing him.
Unfortunately, circumstances were stronger than he was. Under the threat of Pain's Rinnegan, he obediently compromised. Now, he was like a prisoner who had been locked up for three years, with nothing but soap on his mind... uh, no, nothing but explosions!
Finding an opening, he suddenly descended. Clay spiders