[In this extremely gorgeous scene created by his own hands.]
[Deidara turned around, no longer facing the cheering people, but turned his attention to Kurotsuchi who was standing aside, his cheeks slightly reddened by the beautiful scene.]
[The wild and unruly expression on his face quietly subsided and turned into a gentleness with tension and sincerity.]
[Against the colorful sky, he took a step forward and knelt on one knee.]
[This action caused the cheers of the audience to be choked, and instantly turned into stunned silence, leaving only the whistling sound of fireworks rising into the sky.]
["Kurotsuchi," Deidara's voice solemnly spread, "These fleeting fireworks are the first gift I give you."]
["And the next one, I hope it can become an eternal romance, hmm."]
[As he spoke, he took out an extremely delicate small box from his arms. When he opened it, it was not a traditional metal ring inside.]
[It is a ring made of special white clay and set with a strange gemstone that seems to contain fire.]
[The shape of the ring is like a winding detonator, full of a unique sense of beauty.]
["This is made by me using special C4 Clay, mixed with the essence of the hardest rock, and fired at extremely high temperatures."]
["It won't explode, well, I guarantee it in the name of the artist." Deidara made a little joke, but his eyes were still serious."]
["It represents my art and everything about me. Kurotsuchi, marry me, eh! Let our lives detonate this boring world together!"]
[Kurotsuchi was stunned. She covered her mouth with her hands, her eyes filled with incredible surprise.]
[She glanced subconsciously at her grandfather Ōnoki and father Kitsuchi.]
[Ōnoki's mood at the moment is extremely complicated.]
[First I was so angry by Deidara's remarks, and then I was speechless by the reversal of the fireworks, and now this brat actually proposed to his granddaughter in front of the whole village at the ceremony of taking office as Tsuchikage!?]
[His gray beard curled up in anger, but when he saw the carefully crafted ring in Deidara's hand, saw the expectation and happiness in Kurotsuchi's eyes that almost overflowed, and then looked at his son Kitsuchi beside him.]
[Kitsuchi nodded slightly to his father.]
["Father, Deidara Although his methods are amazing, you and I have seen his sincerity. After all, the era is still theirs."]
[Ōnoki sighed deeply in his heart, and finally nodded slightly with a hint of helplessness.]
[This almost imperceptible action contains the deepest blessing and trust from the elders.]
[With the approval of my grandfather and father, Kurotsuchi's last worry disappeared.]
[A smile brighter than all the fireworks in the sky bloomed on her face, but tears fell uncontrollably.]
["You bastard who always makes surprise attacks!" She scolded with a cry and a smile, while nodding vigorously and stretching out her hand.]
[Deidara was overjoyed and carefully put the unique Clay Ring on Kurotsuchi's Nameless finger.]
[The moment the ring was firmly on, Kurotsuchi pulled him up. Without waiting for his reaction, he stood on tiptoes and kissed his lips passionately under the witness of the brilliant fireworks in the sky!]
["Oh oh oh!!!"]
[After a brief silence, there was a wave of cheers and blessings that were even more enthusiastic and sincere than when the fireworks exploded before!]
[The villagers of Iwagakure watched this dramatic and extremely romantic scene.]
[All the shock and doubts seemed to melt away in this passionate kiss.]
[They clapped vigorously, and the cheers were deafening, for the newlyweds and for Iwagakure, who are destined to have a future that is no longer ordinary.]
The playback of Canopy Screen ends here.
In reality, Tsuchikage's Office and Ōnoki were stunned when they saw Canopy Screen, and then their whole face turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
It's not that he's angry, but that he feels extremely ridiculous that his own pigs not only came back to eat the cabbage, but also became the owner of the manor.
"Nonsense!!! This is totally unreasonable!!!"
Ōnoki pointed with trembling fingers at the arrogant Deidara in Canopy Screen.
"This brat! After running away from home for a few years, your wings have become stiff, haven't you?!"
"In the future, he will not only become Tsuchikage?! How dare you, how dare you..." He looked at the two people kissing in Canopy Screen, and he really couldn't say the next words.
I only felt a stinging pain in my waist, as if I had been injured in advance by future Deidara.
"And Kitsuchi! Why are you stopping me?! Are you just watching this bastard act like this?!"
"Is he acting like Tsuchikage?! Is he acting like he's courting?! Making a bomb as a firework, what does that sound like!"
Kitsuchi could only smile awkwardly. After all, how could he know what he was thinking about in the future?
"And what Will of Stone is is nonsense! How can our Will of Stone from Hidden Stone Village be comparable to Will of Fire from Konoha, that old monkey's copycat?"
"When he comes back, I will definitely talk to this bastard."
Although Ōnoki was very angry on the surface, deep down he was still a little happy that Deidara could return to Hidden Stone Village in the future.
The reaction of the girl Kurotsuchi on the side was even more complicated.
After the initial shock, her cheeks instantly turned red.
She subconsciously covered her mouth, but her eyes widened, staring at the picture in Canopy Screen without blinking.
Deidara brother will become Tsuchikage in the future? So, so handsome!
He actually denied that Grandpa valued Will of Stone the most? Although it was very bold, it didn't seem strange to hear it coming from his mouth.
Were those fireworks specially prepared for me?
Ring!!! He proposed to me?! My future brother Deidara...
Her heart was beating wildly in her chest, and a mixture of shyness, joy, and huge shock overwhelmed her.
She secretly glanced at the grandpa beside her who was jumping in anger, and then quickly shifted her gaze to the confident and mature Deidara and the happy "self" in the Eight Trigrams Palms Heavenly Spin screen.
Different from the pure shame and anger before, this time, a longing and sweetness that even she did not dare to think about quietly grew in her heart.
That brother Deidara who always played with her when she was young, showed her novel explosions, and occasionally got into trouble and ran away from home, made her admire her inexplicably.
One day in the future, will he really become the person who will join hands with her for the rest of his life?
"Grandpa!" Her voice was as thin as a mosquito's, with a trace of protection that she was unaware of, "Don't be angry, brother Deidara, he may not mean what you think!"