"Damn it!! You dare belittle my art!!"
Deidara still couldn't believe he had failed time and again on such a simple mission.
"Crane!"
At Deidara's low shout, half the C2 Dragon beneath his feet began churning again, gradually transforming into a large bird.
The crane steadied itself in the air again, and the two finally saw a boy standing on the Great Bridge with his hands behind his back.
The mocking smile on the boy's face and the utter indifference in his eyes immediately dredged up Deidara's unpleasant memories.
"Those eyes again... just as loathsome as Itachi's!!"
Deidara pointed at Naruto and roared, "Boy, you dare look down on my art?!!"
The people of the Land of Waves were dumbfounded. Had the Prime Minister stopped such powerful enemies all by himself?
"Art?"
Naruto smiled at Deidara, who had become a voluptuous young woman, and said without any restraint, "You don't understand art at all!!!"
In the original story, Deidara had been only thirteen when he first joined the Akatsuki.
In this life, he was a girl, too-a textbook case of all bust and no brains.
Naive, simple, and hopelessly childish.
Sure enough, Naruto's single remark, "You don't understand art at all," instantly made Deidara lose his reason.
After all, Deidara's lifelong pursuit was the ultimate art of explosions. Even that detestable Itachi had never dismissed his art so completely.
Know yourself and your enemy, and you could win every battle. Everyone in the Akatsuki had a flaw in their personality; dealing with people like them was actually very simple.
Seeing Deidara's emotions flare wildly, Naruto immediately leaped off the Great Bridge and landed on the sea. Then his body became a streak of dark light, racing away from the Land of Waves.
As he sped away, Naruto formed hand seals