Jiraiya's Heroic Stories: Genshin Impact

"Oh my god, what are you talking about? You're selling this little crappy ornament for 1500 Mora? You're a really nice person, huh?"

On the streets of Xumi, facing Klee's starry eyes, the aloof artist Deidara finally chose to give in to reality.

He set up a stall on the busy street with his clay bombs.

The first buyer was a little girl wearing a plain short dress and blue-green ponytails.

She doesn't look very old, but for some reason, just like Scorpion, Deidara feels that she looks old despite her young age.

And just the first business order made Deidara's head smoke, as if his CPU was about to burn out.

Is he bragging about himself? It seems so, after all, he said that he is a good person!

After a few seconds of brainstorming, Deidara immediately patted his chest with his right hand and said proudly, "That's right!

The person standing in front of you is a famous artist in the entire ninja world. Don't even mention 1500 Mora. If I wasn't in urgent need of money, even if you added to the end, I wouldn't sell it to you!"

"..." The buyer was a little speechless, probably because he had never seen such a stupid person before. He could not even hear such obvious sarcasm.

In fact, he was reluctant to hurt such a fool, but he said faster than his brain: "How can you be a bad person? You could have robbed him, but you insisted on giving me such a broken ornament."

As soon as these words were spoken, even if Deidara was slow-witted, he could tell that he was being teased!

He was so angry that he jumped up and down, "You are a fool with no artistic vision! I am a great artist who stoops to sell my artworks, but you look down on me.

Bargaining with the artist!

Believe it or not, this great artist will let you see what real art is now! ? Ha! ? "

Seeing that Deidara's face was almost touching the buyer, Klee immediately ran up and grabbed the corner of Deidara's clothes.

"Brother Deidara, stop making trouble! Otherwise Captain Jean will be angry!" Klee's face turned red, but she couldn't shake Deidara at all.

There were bombs set off in the city, reports from the detention room, bombs injuring people, Jean showed up, the mountain was set on fire, and Klee was dead.

The survival rules given by Brother Kaeya always linger in Klee's mind.

"Oh, what a cute little girl. It's a pity that such a cute little girl has such a stupid brother. It's really pitiful."

As the buyer spoke, he squatted down his already short body and kept kneading Keli's tender face.

"Hey! You bastard! If you weren't a woman, this great artist would have turned you into art long ago!"

The buyer simply ignored Deidara's chatter.

Pinching Klee's face seemed to relieve the pressure. After feeling happy, he casually took out two thousand Mora and put them into little Klee's hands.

"Okay, I'll buy this. The rest is compensation for touching your sister's face."

As the buyer Mora landed, Klee's eyes lit up.

"Wow! Deidara-san, we successfully earned some Mora! Not only can we buy maps and guidebooks, but we can also each have a plate of Sumi's special coconut charcoal cakes!"

Excitement, an extremely joyful emotion, is very contagious, especially to a young man as pure as a blank slate as Deidara.

The two of them were like carefree children, jumping and high-fiving in the street.

Then, Keli staggered over to the buyer, bowed politely and said, "Thank you, sister!"

"Oh my, what a polite child. Unlike her brother, who is reckless and lacks grace." The buyer glanced at Deidara with disdain.

But considering the two thousand Moras, Deidara was too embarrassed to get angry.

"But kids, it's a little too early for you to call me sister. At my age, I can be your mother's grandmother."

"Eh?" Kelly fell into deep thought as she looked at the beautiful, young and energetic girl in front of her.

But being a grandmother to my mother? How old is my mother? She seems to be very old, right? After all, she is a member of the Original Witch Society.

"Pfft, it's really too much for you to accept. How about this, just call me Senior Faluzan.

By the way, if you want to eat coconut charcoal cakes, there is no need to go to the store. I can’t say anything else to you seniors.

They are a master at making coconut charcoal cakes. The ancient method is inherited and the taste is absolutely classic. "

"Huh? What do you mean by senior?! How dare a little girl like you call yourself a senior? You should just call me senior, right?!"

While Falushan was still proudly introducing herself, the vendors who had been hawking their wares beside her suddenly packed up their things and started running away.

Deidara and Klee stared blankly at a woman selling fried noodles. She tried to run away on her tricycle when she had only fried half of the noodles.

The customers who had already paid could only run behind with a dazed look on their faces, and some even started stirring the food with a spatula while running for fear that the bottom would get burnt.

The three people who didn't know what was going on were still staring blankly. Soon, a group of people wearing the uniforms of the 13th Brigade came.

They walked in front of the three people in unison, looked at Deidara and Falsan in confusion and asked, "Why don't you run?"

"Huh? Why should I run?" Deidara and Falsan were both confused.

"Okay, okay! Please show us your business license." The leading member of the brigade extended his hand to Deidara.

"What...certificate?"

"Okay, okay, so that's how you do it, huh? You don't have a permit, and you dare to set up a stall in a transportation hub in strange clothes to sell goods.

Considering that you have a child with you and it is your first offense, you will be fined 3,000 Mora. Show me the Xumi temporary residence visa."

"Hiss... what certificate? And I just sold this thing, not only did I not make any money, but I even owe a thousand?"

At this point, all the members of the brigade were not calm. They just came here to manage the city's traffic and sanitation. How come they caught a few illegal immigrants?

"There's nothing. So I can only arrest you all and put you in jail, and wait for someone to come and bail you out." As the man spoke, several members of the brigade came with iron chains to handcuff the three men.

"Wait, you can detain him if you want. What does it have to do with me?" Falushan said with great dissatisfaction.

"So ma'am, what are you doing here?"

"Me? I'm just an ordinary buyer? It must be okay to buy something, right?"

"Of course there's nothing wrong with buying things, but may I ask, ma'am, how much did you spend on this thing?" The man said as he picked up a clay toy and started playing with it.

"Two thousand Mora."

"Then you are not wrong. Just think for yourself. Is there anyone willing to spend two thousand Mora to buy such a junky thing?"

As the man spoke, he threw the clay dog ​​to the ground.

Seeing this scene, Deidara's face turned black!

"It's fine if you arrest me, but you even dare to insult my artwork! After all, I'm also a rebel artist! Art is about explosions!"