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Deidara struck a pose of boundless pride, waving his hand dismissively:

"Don't worry, I have a huge capacity for alcohol; I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he poured himself a full glass.

"Come on, let me drink first, Mr. Sasori, thanks to you for saving my life," Deidara said with a broad smile, raising his glass in a toast.

Then, he tilted his head back and drank every last drop of the liquor.

Immediately after

thump!

Deidara collapsed to the ground.

Kang dang

The cup rolled away alone to one side.

scorpion:""

Is this considered a massive amount?

Which sea does your sea come from?

"What an idiot."

Scorpion rubbed his forehead helplessly, feeling a slight headache coming on.

Just as they were about to drag the drunken Deidara away, a shout suddenly rang out.

"Waiter, bring some more wine!"

Scorpion's hand froze in mid-air.

"That voice"

"Why does that sound so familiar?"

With a mixture of surprise and confusion, he turned his head to look in the direction of the sound.

Through the gap in the curtains swaying in the breeze inside the private room, a figure he never expected came into view.

"leader?!"

Scorpion involuntarily let out a low gasp.

Yes, it was him!

Although the strange nail decorations were gone from his face, Scorpion would never mistake this face.

Not to mention those Rinnegan eyes.

"So the leader didn't die back then?"

Sasori stared at Yahiko, who was holding a wine glass, his cheeks flushed, chatting animatedly with a middle-aged man with white hair, their arms around each other's shoulders.

At that moment, the aloof, godlike, and unapproachable image that Scorpion held in his heart crumbled completely.

"Is this really the leader I know?"

Scorpion stroked his smooth chin, marveling at the unpredictable nature of human behavior.

Who knew that a person could be so different in public and in private?

Is this what they call contrast?

That's quite interesting.

puff

Suddenly, a weight pressed down on the scorpion's back.

Deidara's slurred voice came from behind:

"Master Scorpion, what are you looking at?"

Before Sasori could answer, Deidara, with his sharp eyes, also noticed Yahiko and the others in the private room.

His eyes lit up: "Hey! It's the leader and his group!"

"Master Scorpion, let's go over and offer a toast."

As he spoke, he stood up unsteadily, grabbed a bottle of wine from the table, and staggered towards the private room.

"Hahaha, Chief, you're still alive! Come, let's drink to your rebirth!"

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Deidara's dazed eyes swept around, his words tinged with drunkenness.

Their sudden appearance interrupted Yahiko and his mentor Jiraiya's gathering, drawing the attention of several people.

Yahiko was pleasantly surprised to see Deidara: "Deidara?"

"What are you doing here?"

"I came to keep Master Scorpion company for drinks, but I never expected to run into you all."

"What a coincidence! Come, sit down and join us!"

Yahiko stood up and warmly pulled Deidara to a seat.

Then, his gaze turned to Scorpion standing at the door of the private room, and he waved to him.

"Scorpion's here too? Come on in!"

Scorpion felt helpless, but still went inside.

"leader"

Your Excellency the Angel

He bowed slightly to Yahiko and Konan.

A red-haired man was sitting next to Yahiko and Konan, but Sasori didn't recognize him and didn't greet him.

Xiao Nan responded with a gentle smile.

This surprised Sasori somewhat, as he remembered that this angel from Amegakure had never shown a smile before.

It seems everyone understands the power of contrast.

The difference in mindset between going to work and leaving get off work is so significant.

"Jiraiya-sensei, let me introduce you. These two are former members of the Akatsuki organization."

"The Twin Stars of the Art World—Sasori and Deidara"

"In the ninja world, their names shine as brightly as art itself."

Upon hearing the word "artist," Jiraiya's eyes lit up.

In my mind, I couldn't help but categorize them as fellow enthusiasts.

After all, who among respectable people gets into art?

They must be like-minded.

Jiraiya's enthusiasm instantly surged: "So you're an art lover too! Come on, let's have a toast!"

He raised his glass and even offered one to each of them.

Who knows, maybe it will spark new ideas for creating "Icha Icha Paradise" in the future?

Chapter 153 What is art? This is art!

Thank you, but I don't drink.

Sasori politely waved his hand in refusal; the person before him was Jiraiya, one of the Legendary Sannin.

Logically, he shouldn't have refused, but as a puppet, he didn't have the ability to drink even if he wanted to.

Deidara, on the other hand, appeared much more boisterous, not only finishing his own drink in one gulp but also not wasting Sasori's cup.

This made her already slightly dazed gaze even more hazy.

The blush on his face made his smile even brighter as he looked at Jiraiya:

"Hey, you're also a big fan of art?"

Jiraiya misunderstood, thinking Deidara blushed because of their unspoken understanding about matters between men.

So they winked at each other, giving each other a knowing look:

"Of course, art is my favorite thing!"

"Haha, that's fantastic! We should definitely have a good chat about art sometime!"

"My art is absolutely first-rate!"

"Can't wait!"

The two seemed to have reached some strange consensus, and then put their arms around each other's shoulders, chatting and drinking.