Analyzing the Ninja World Starting from Konoha

Chapter 343 Deidara's Tragic Life

"All of you, stand back!"

The cane in Yuan Shi's hand slammed heavily on the ground, making a dull thud.

The Hidden Mist ninjas and Anbu members around them hesitated for a moment, then put away their weapons and retreated to the sides.

At this moment, the members of the Hidden Mist also realized that they had already been infiltrated by the enemy.

If Aoba hadn't suddenly intervened, they would have had no idea that the enemy was hiding right under their noses.

This ability to transform is truly unbelievable.

Even their chakra was exactly the same, yet none of the sensory ninjas present noticed anything unusual.

"This thing is called White Zetsu. It is an artificial organism that absorbs the chakra of others and transforms into their appearance and chakra. It is extremely difficult to detect."

A bead of cold sweat slid down Mei Terumi's cheek.

Even the Mizukage's office was infiltrated, which means—

"Master Yuan, the location where the Jinchuriki is hiding has probably been exposed."

Master Yuan sighed and looked at Qingye.

"Lord Aoba, thank you for your trouble."

"It's nothing, but you should move the Jinchūriki first."

"I appreciate Lord Aoba's kindness, but the jinchūriki of Kirigakure should be protected by Kirigakure itself."

Mei Terumi looked at Genji, her eyes full of confusion.

"Master Yuanshi----"

"Mei Terumi, you will immediately lead a team to the secret island to relocate the Jinchūriki. At all costs, you must ensure their safety!"

Terumi Mei was taken aback; she didn't understand why Master Yuan would refuse Aoba's help.

This time, even the Hidden Cloud Village couldn't stop the enemy. The Eight-Tails was seriously injured, and the Two-Tails was captured. Can the Hidden Mist Village really manage with just its power?

If Aoba, that unfathomable man, were here, the odds of winning would be much higher.

"Master Yuan, this—"

"Go, that's an order."

Mei Terumi bit her red lips, finally nodded, and turned to leave the office quickly.

Aoba glanced at the surrounding high-ranking members of the Mist Village and immediately understood.

Because he exposed Obito beforehand, Kirigakure is now not nearly wiped out like it was in the original story.

The Land of Water exists in the form of islands, each with its own power.

The higher-ups of Kirigakure actually represent these forces; they may lack real strength, but they are very adept at vying for power and profit.

Especially the war with the Hidden Cloud Village before that.

The defeat of Kumogakure allowed some members of Kirigakure to regain their confidence.

Or rather, it's a subtle psychological phenomenon at play.

Those muscle-bound guys from Kumogakure are nothing special; they can't even protect their own Jinchūriki.

However, Kirigakure had taken precautions in advance and successfully transferred the Jinchūriki.

This gave the higher-ups in Kirigakure the illusion that they were doing a better job than Sunagakure and Kumogakure.

To put it bluntly, it's like the sky cleared, the rain stopped, the fog disappeared, and they felt like they were invincible again.

"Damn it, some people just never learn from their mistakes."

Aoba also secretly complained.

However, he didn't show it.

Since the other party didn't appreciate it, Aoba was too lazy to bother trying to win them over.

"Since Kirigakure is so confident, then I won't meddle in their business."

"However, Kirigakure and Konoha are allies, and Konoha will provide support if needed. This promise is valid at any time."

"Thank you for your understanding, Lord Aoba."

"Well then, good luck to you."

Qingye chuckled softly and formed a hand seal with one hand.

brush!

Aoba's figure vanished instantly, and he used Flying Thunder God Technique to leave Kirigakure.

Seeing that Aoba Yamashiro had already left, Master Yuan could only let out a long sigh.

"Pass down the order: the entire village is on high alert. Also, conduct blood tests on all ninjas, especially those in the ANBU and assassination squads!"

"yes!"

Forgotten Island, Area B3.

This place was originally used to train spirit beasts, but now it has been turned into a prison.

Deidara is going crazy.

He had been imprisoned in this godforsaken place ever since he was captured in Kirigakure, and had no idea how many days had passed.

The chakra was sealed, the clay was taken away, and he couldn't do anything.

It felt like countless ants were crawling all over my body, it was so painful!

"Is anyone there?! Can someone talk to me? Hmm!"

Deidara lay on the simple bed, kicking the wall repeatedly with his feet, making thumping sounds.

However, all that answered him was an empty echo.

Nobody paid any attention to him.

I only see one person each day when they deliver food; otherwise, there's not a soul in sight.

The guy who delivered the food was also mute. He put down the food, turned around, and left without paying any attention to him.

Deidara tried various methods.

He was subjected to all sorts of insults, threats, and hunger strikes, but no one paid any attention to him.

And after being hungry for two days, Deidara started eating properly again.

There's no way around it; you can't go against your stomach.

"Damn it—how long are they going to lock me up, huh—?"

Deidara stared at the ceiling, his gaze unfocused.

Judging by the time, it's almost lunchtime again.

Sure enough, footsteps could be heard in the distance.

Deidara was used to this routine. Footsteps approached, then stopped; food was pushed in through the window, then left.

But today seems a little different.

After the footsteps stopped, there was still no sound of food being pushed in.

"Um?"

Deidara sensed something was wrong and turned to look.

Outside the cell door, a strange young man was standing.

The boy had short white hair, two striking red dots between his eyebrows, and a stern face.

The boy held a plate in his hand, but his eyes were fixed on Deidara.

There was no hostility or goodwill in those emerald green eyes, only a pure scrutiny.

"Hey, Bomb Boy."

Kimimaro spoke, his voice flat.

"I heard you're very strong."

When Deidara heard someone speaking to him, he jumped right off the bed.

Finally, someone paid attention to him!

Humans are social animals. Being isolated for so long almost drove him crazy. Now that someone is finally talking to him, he is overjoyed.

But when he heard how the other person addressed him, his joy instantly turned into anger.

"Bomber Boy?!"

Deidara rushed to the railing and looked at Kimimaro.

"Who are you calling 'Bomb Boy,' huh?! My name is Deidara!"

"That wasn't a bomb, it was art! Don't you understand?! Art is an explosion! It's the ultimate beauty that bursts forth in an instant! Do you even understand, you expressionless white-haired guy?!"

Deidara was so excited that he almost spat on Kimimaro's face.

Kimimaro remained calm throughout, simply uttering an "Oh."

"What are you 'oh' about! What kind of attitude is that?!"

Deidara was so angry he felt like his lungs were about to explode.

Kimimaro ignored his outburst and said bluntly, "Fight me. If you can beat me, I'll let you go."

Upon hearing this, Deidara's eyes lit up instantly.

"Are you serious? Hmm?"