Retsuo was stunned by this answer. "So if both of us became Human Puppets, wouldn't that just be doing Sasori a favor?"
"Right, we can't make it that easy for him." Konan first smiled brightly, then brought up the matter again. "So, will you join our organization? Sasori has already joined, and your strength is barely enough to qualify."
You're really good at inviting people, aren't you!
Retsuo shook his head. "You said we have different joys and sorrows, and I have a clear goal and mission."
"That's a shame."
"Yes, what a shame." Retsuo's expression gradually turned cold. "Since we can't become companions, I have no choice but to consider the terrible consequences of you guessing my intelligence. Konan, you talk too much, so I have no choice but to... Do you regret it?"
Konan once again wore a curious expression and leaned forward slightly. "I've already lost. Now that I have no fighting ability, does it really make any difference whether I tell you or not? Or do you actually think that, assuming I had won, whether you told me or not could change the outcome of leaving me at your mercy? In this cold world, being alive is itself a luxury. I never expected you to be so powerful, yet you don't even have the resolve to die."
At my mercy, huh? Damn it! Luckily, I'm only nine!
I lost!
Konan's hair ornament lay on the ground. Retsuo picked it up and handed it to her. "Then your resolve will probably be wasted. This place is about to collapse. I'm leaving first."
With that, he turned and walked toward the cave entrance.
Behind him, Konan calmly put on her hair ornament. "See? You had already decided to let me go anyway. But this might very well be