Waste

"Don't misunderstand. I just wanted to study how this armor lets her fly."

"Don't all Ninja know how to fly?"

Uchiha Qingfeng: ...

Ninja were usually rather mysterious, but who had spread the rumor that all Ninja could fly? Wasn't that blatantly misleading people?

"Only a very small number of Ninja can fly, and most of those rely on external tools. Like me and that one over there—we both rely on external tools to fly."

"And Deidara too. He relies on external tools to fly, which is why I want to study her armor."

After saying that, Uchiha Qingfeng picked up the armor from the ground. It looked like he genuinely wanted to try it on.

But one was five feet tall while the other was nearly six. That kind of difference could not be made up by simply squeezing into it. His gaze swept around the room.

Fuhua Xiaoxue was about the right height, but she had no Chakra. Even if she wore it, it probably would not do anything. In the end, his gaze settled on Deidara.

Little Deidara was still underage. Though he was a bit taller, he could probably squeeze into it.

"Boss Qingfeng, what does that look in your eyes mean?"

"Exactly what you think it means."

With that, he tossed the armor in his hands to Deidara.

Deidara looked conflicted and deeply unwilling.

"Boss Qingfeng, this is women's clothing! Women's armor is still women's clothing! Look at the shape on the chest. If I wear this, won't I lose all my dignity?"

It would have been one thing if no one else was around, but there were two girls right here.

"Why don't you say that the robe you're wearing is women's clothing too? Stop whining and put it on. Let's see how it