Inside Iwagakure's Dark Room.
Deidara went on and on about his experiences with Sasori.
Listening to him, Kurotsuchi was overwhelmed by mixed feelings, her mind racing.
(Don't worry, everyone. Little Deidara's orientation is perfectly normal; he was just far too oblivious.)
Just then.
A guard's respectful voice suddenly came from outside the door.
"Lord Tsuchikage, you're here!"
Deidara and Kurotsuchi both jolted in surprise.
Oh crap, why was the old man (Grandpa) here?!
Their eyes met, and each saw the panic in the other's gaze.
A moment later, the door opened.
Click.
A short old man with white hair and a white beard, sporting a large, bulbous red nose, walked in.
He was Iwagakure's current Tsuchikage, Ōnoki, known as "Two Scales."
The moment Ōnoki entered the Dark Room, he saw a scene that sent his blood pressure soaring.
His wayward disciple Deidara lay on the floor, looking as though he would rather die than yield.
His granddaughter had one foot planted on him and was waving a little whip back and forth.
"Are you going to talk or not? If you don't, I'll whip you to death!"
Deidara sneered and declared resolutely.
"You might as well give up. You're not getting any information out of me, hm!"
Kurotsuchi raised the whip and lashed it down hard toward Deidara.
"Still talking tough? I'll whip you to death! Hmph!"
Ōnoki stamped his foot in exasperation, making the entire room shake.
"Enough!"
Kurotsuchi stopped her whip in midair and turned around, feigning surprise.
"Grandpa, when did you get here?"
"I'm torturing Big Brother Deidara for information, but he's keeping his lips sealed!"
Deidara nodded repeatedly from the floor, backing up Kurotsuchi's words.
"Yeah, that's right."
You two little brats, do you take me for a fool...?
Ōnoki took a deep breath and addressed