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Chapter 172: Go Undercover
Chapter 172: Go Undercover
"Deidara, now that you are aware of your heritage as a member of the Feather Cloak Clan, and with all your blood relatives present, how do you feel?"
Feather Cloak Entei asked the question, addressing Deidara.
Without a moment's hesitation, Deidara replied, "How do I feel? Of course, the surname Feather Cloak exudes artistic flair! Hmm!"
"You fool!" Feather Cloak Morris, exasperated, strode up to Deidara and gave his head a good knock, his voice weary, "And here you are talking about art again! You should be overjoyed to be reunited with the Feather Cloak Clan!"
"Ah!!! Old man Morris! You hit me on the head again! I vowed that no one would dare touch my head again after I left the village."
Deidara covered his head with one hand and pointed at Feather Cloak Morris with the other, about to continue his tirade when he suddenly realized that Feather Cloak Xuan Yue had already given his head two good knocks, rendering his so-called vow meaningless.
"Never mind, I won't bother arguing with an old coot like you." Deidara tossed his head, turning away from Feather Cloak Morris.
Feather Cloak Morris's hands trembled, and he seemed poised to strike again.
Feather Cloak Xuan Yue stopped him and signaled for him to step back.
Feather Cloak Morris could only withdraw to the side, his face creased with worry, unsure if his message had gotten through to Deidara.
"Deidara," Feather Cloak Xuan Yue said, looking at him.
His voice carried to Deidara's ears.
Unlike when facing Feather Cloak Morris or anyone else, Deidara suddenly became subdued.
This was not just because he had been physically subdued, but also because of Feather Cloak Xuan Yue's calm demeanor as he sat there, one hand resting on the armrest and the other gently tapping on it, emitting no aura at all, and yet Deidara felt a suffocating sense of pressure.
Among the experts he had encountered in the past, such as Orochimaru, Uchiha Itachi, and even the leader of the Akatsuki, Pain, none had made him feel the way he did at this moment, even if they had defeated him.
Even if all of them combined their strength, it would be the same.
The usually restless Deidara fell silent, and the others present also stood quietly by, listening intently.
Feather Cloak Xuan Yue didn't beat around the bush. He asked directly:
"Are you interested in returning to the Feather Cloak Clan?"
Given the current situation, Deidara wasn't foolish.
It was just a matter of returning home.
Although he regretted not being able to blow up the airborne fortress into a fireworks display, the thought of the many artistic creations that awaited him in the future, and the fact that these people hadn't disparaged his art, made Deidara nod readily, "Of course, the Feather Cloak Clan is very artistic...cough cough, I am willing to return. Hmm."
Deidara subconsciously wanted to utter his catchphrase about "art," but midway through, a glance from Feather Cloak Xuan Yue stopped him in his tracks, and he immediately returned to the matter at hand with a serious expression.
"Very well," Feather Cloak Xuan Yue instructed, "From now on, you will act as a spy for the Feather Cloak Clan. Return to the Akatsuki and keep us informed of their activities at all times."
"Ah?"
Deidara was taken aback.
He had already prepared himself to take off the Akatsuki uniform and spend some time peacefully with the Feather Cloak Clan.
He never expected that he would have to return to the Akatsuki as an undercover agent.
He didn't feel much loyalty towards the Akatsuki. He had joined because Uchiha Itachi had defeated him and disregarded his art. Deidara had planned to bide his time and seek revenge one day.
However...
After joining the Akatsuki, Deidara had been exposed to the unique abilities of the other members, and he saw their special powers as a form of art.
With a bitter face, Deidara asked, "Do I have to go?"
Yuyi Xuan Yue replied, "Of course."
Deidara sighed.
Although they were all artists, he had to sacrifice others for the sake of his own artistic future.
Additionally, being a spy could also be considered a form of art.
"Think about it," Deidara stroked his chin, deep in thought. "The moment your true identity is revealed, the shock, disbelief, anger, disappointment, and murderous intent displayed by the other Akatsuki members who have a fixed impression of you—such intense emotions condensed into a single moment is the very expression of my art, isn't it?"
Deidara rubbed his chin, his eyes lighting up as he considered the idea.
Moreover, having the surname "Yuyi" was another artistic bonus.
Deidara quickly convinced himself.
He proudly declared, "Being a spy for Akatsuki? I know them well, and I will definitely complete the mission! Hmm!"
Standing beside him, Yuyi Mori, who was relieved that Deidara's life had been spared, heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing his commitment.
Yuyi Xuan Yue also nodded in satisfaction.
Unlike in the original story, unexpected events could happen at any time.
With the task of collecting the tailed beasts, Akatsuki could become a formidable force at any moment, and Yuyi Xuan Yue naturally wanted to keep abreast of their every move.
Fortunately, Deidara, who had appeared before them and was also a member of the Yuyi Clan, was the perfect candidate.
Of course, if the young man's wits were always askew, he could only wish him well.
Thankfully, Deidara's brain wasn't filled with explosives, and he had agreed to their proposal.
However, out of caution, Yuyi Xuan Yue had a backup plan.
"Since you're returning to the Yuyi Clan, you must bear the Yuyi Clan's seal."
As his words trailed off, Yuyi Xuan Yue, who had been sitting in the main seat, disappeared and reappeared beside Deidara. He spread his fingers, and deep red flames ignited at his fingertips.
"Wh-what are you doing?" Deidara felt something was amiss.
Yuyi Mori reminded him, "Deidara, you should feel proud that Clan Head Yuyi Xuan Yue is personally imprinting the Yuyi Clan's seal on you."
This was indeed a fact.
Witnessing the Clan Head, who had only imprinted the Yuyi Clan's seal on a select few during the Warring States period, finally doing so again after many years, those present felt a sense of emotion.
It was a symbol of honor, and they would have much more face if this was mentioned to their elders or the elders of the clan.
Deidara didn't yet understand the significance of this gesture.
Soon, he felt a burning pain in his chest.
Fortunately, the pain came and went quickly.
When it was over, Deidara looked down and saw a red seal on his chest—a hammer and sickle intertwined.
It was quite artistic, to be honest.
"This is the Yuyi Clan's seal." Yuyi Mori, whose long-cherished wish had finally come true, stood by Deidara's side and explained the various functions of the Yuyi Clan's seal, such as sensing clan members, self-ignition, and positioning.
"Positioning?"
Deidara's body trembled as he admired the seal, and two words flashed through his mind.
"Damn it!!!"
(End of Chapter)
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