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Didala was obliged to leave the task without saying a word, and Sa Yazi rushed to the street with me.

Speaking of going out to play, there is actually nothing to do, and I can’t eat. It’s nothing more than walking the dog, walking the Didala, walking myself, and buying some materials needed by the puppet.

Didara probably didn't have much childhood, he and Huahua ran around me in circles.

I looked at them with relief, and had the illusion that I had a golden retriever besides the husky.

Didara wagging her tail... Ah, sorry, I mean Didara ran over to me with a box of octopus balls that Huahua shared with Huahua, shaking her long blond hair.

He poked a ball with a toothpick and held it up to me: "Do you want to eat it? I can treat you to one, um."

I refused with a smile.

Don't talk about Brother Deng whether I can eat, I won't move my mouth even with your dog hair-stained toothpick.

Didara handed the ball to Huahua's mouth with some disappointment, my silly dog ​​just opened his mouth and took a mouthful.

Didala didn't dislike Huahua at all, so she poked a ball with the toothpick that Huahua had gnawed and stuffed it into her mouth.

He followed me and looked at the puppet parts that he couldn't understand, and was inhaled by the steaming octopus balls.

I twirled the blonde wig I used to make the puppet's hair, and compared it, it looked a bit like Deidara.

Laughing, I let go of the lock of blond hair and picked up some plain black again.

Didara stood behind me and watched for a long time, and muttered: "What are you doing, a puppet, um. Deng, how about I teach you my ninjutsu, um!"

Didara vowed.

I look back at him.

His eyes are clean and bright.

"I can teach you my ninjutsu, how to make beautiful flying birds with clay."

Didara spoke cheerfully, and a small smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

Unlike Scorpion's smile, Scorpion's smile is indifferent and dark, but Deidara's smile is like a brightly colored flower.

"After teaching you, we can test the power of those works of art. This way we can let them all know that real art is explosions, eh."

Huahua barked as if in solidarity with Didala.

I rubbed Huahua's head, and then rubbed Didara's hair in the same gesture.

"I appreciate the kindness, but if I really learn some instant art in the future, the scorpion will probably hang me up and beat me."

Speaking of scorpions, Didara's smile froze.

It may be that he also has a deep understanding of the cruelty of scorpions.

I picked and picked, and finally bought those blond wigs.

Of course that doesn't mean I want to be a puppet with blond hair and take it out to fight.The previous fight with Didara proved enough that showing such a bright color while hiding is a death.

Thanks to Didara, my shopping bag, which I only wanted to hold some puppet material in, was stuffed to the brim on the return trip.More than half of them are snacks and small toys that Didara bought in the street market.

He also held a fox-face mask in his hand, and the other was fastened on Huahua's head.

Didala originally wanted to bring me a couple mask of him and Huahua, but I didn't accept it when I remembered the painful history in Anbu.

I was carrying a shopping bag and saw Didala and Huahua running not far in front of me. I felt like a single father raising a naughty son.

...I feel so sad.

Didara stood a few steps away from me and turned around: "Hey, Lantern, what are you looking at, um."

I looked at him and subconsciously said, "Look at my son."

Deidara: "..."

When I came back to my senses, I realized something was wrong, so I apologized and walked forward with a smile: "Sorry, I was in a daze just now."

Deidara snorted extremely arrogantly.

I walked beside him with my shopping bag and couldn't help sighing.

"Didara, why don't you recognize me as a godfather. Anyway, you won't suffer."

But he gave me a blank look: "Why don't you suffer, you will die. Hmm!"

He paused, then continued.

"I understand now. You and Uncle Xie are old monsters who can't grow up. Well, you look about fourteen or fifteen years old now. Maybe you two will still look like this when I'm fourteen or five years old. Um!"

Sorry Deidara.

When you are seven or eighty years old, if the scorpion and I haven't changed our shells, we will probably still look like this.

"Call me dad, how about I make you a puppet that looks like you?"

Didara was a little shaken, but the eternal thing like a puppet obviously violated the art he believed in.

"Leng, I'll make you a bomb that looks the same as you, why don't you call me Master Didala, um."

"It will explode after kneading, I don't want it."

"Then I don't want it, eh!" Drum rounded a face that was originally like a bun, "You old monster who doesn't grow up, it's my tolerance to be by my side, eh."

I retorted: "There's nothing wrong with not growing up."

Didara stared: "You don't look like an elder, eh!"

…I don’t know, I’m in my 20s when I close my eyes and open them again!

"Okay okay I can't grow up and I can't be your father."

I stopped talking, but after I ignored him, Didala came up to him in a twitchy manner.

"Deng, actually you're pretty good just like this, eh."

I glanced at him, as if he was looking for a reason for me, he counted the benefits of not growing up with his fingers.

"Look, first of all you don't grow old, do you?"

If the puppet can still grow old, then there is a ghost.

"You and Uncle Scorpion must be able to live longer than others, eh."

It seems that they can live forever... Those who know, the scorpion is also new to transforming humans into living puppets, who knows if there will be any other side effects.

Deidara laughed again.

His smile was blinding for no reason.

"So, Deng, you can wait for me to grow up, right?"

I think I might be dazzled by Deidara's dazzling smile.

I just nodded at him.

Deidara happily put the mask on his head crookedly, and beckoned Huahua to run away in the direction of Scorpion's house.

I think Mr. Kisame had the same mentality when he saw me.

The young man in his early teens had a clean smile, without the slightest hint of crime.

When I was a teenager, I followed Ash in Anbu, wearing a fox mask and joked that I had become a shadow guard killer.

Didara was in his early teens and had already defected from his village.Not only did the identity of rebellion not bring him any heavy burden, the ring of Qing, which represented the viciousness, seemed to be an honor to prove his strength on him.

I shook my head, and followed slowly like an old man.

Troubled times, how can it be so fun.

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Didara's sense of presence has reached a new high!

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