Hatake Satoru and Deidara's food choices were totally opposite. One had cream on everything, or at least condensed milk.
The other had red chili powder sprinkled all over, making you want to sneeze just getting close.
Sasori had a lonely cupcake in front of him. It seemed like there were no flavor options, just plain vanilla.
Sasori stared at the cupcake, not knowing what to say.
He had no sense of taste, so giving him something like this made no sense at all.
"But Sasori, you couldn't eat anything before, can you now? Huh."
Deidara's mouth puffed out a little as he looked curiously at Sasori next to him.
After Sasori modified his body, he didn't have organs or anything like that inside, let alone digestion.
He didn't need to eat at all. Food entering his body might even affect the operation of his internal mechanisms.
"He can, but he has no sense of taste."
Hatake Satoru said with a smile, licking the cream from the corner of his mouth.
"Amazing, I knew your puppet-making skills were better than Deidara's, but I didn't expect you could even do this..."
"There's no sign of a puppet at all! Huh."
Deidara looked at Sasori's hand picking up the cupcake, the sleeve of his clothes sliding down to reveal a smooth arm that looked just like a normal person's.
Sasori's previous body had connection marks, an obvious black gap.
Because Sasori often had to roll up his sleeves to oil the puppets, Deidara remembered the marks on his arm very well.
"If you praise me like that, Sasori might get upset."
Even though he said that, Hatake Satoru didn't seem worried about Sasori being upset at all.
"You two, enough..."
Sasori raised his eyes, a little speechless, looking at the two of them. They didn't even give him a chance to be alone for a moment.
It made him want to find someone else's body to put on even more.
Hatake Satoru told him before that his core would gradually disappear as he spent more and more time with this body.
"It doesn't matter if it's scattered, as long as it's not smashed into dust, I can rebuild you."
"But this isn't eternal either. If you lose a lot of your body and can't find it, the you I rebuild will be incomplete, almost like amnesia."
"If you don't want that, I can keep your core for you."
Hatake Satoru nodded, just like Sasori would always leave his core as a known weakness.
All exchanges require trade-offs. No one gets everything they want.
Sasori thought about it. He pursued eternal life more than memories.
So he made a deal with Hatake Satoru, which was to remove the core.
When he was shattered to nothing, he would be eternally dead. Otherwise, no matter how many years passed, as long as a tiny bit of him existed, he would live.
"Your sense of smell exists, but strictly speaking, it's to identify poisons."
"Instead of smelling, you sense what that thing should taste like. You don't have a real sense of smell."
"You can't see anything else, okay?"
"If you want it back! You can only restore sensation, which means you have to be able to feel pain."
At the time, Sasori thought he had lived all these years without those messy feelings anyway, right?
He finally turned himself into a puppet and didn't want pain at all, okay?
Just thinking about it was a hassle.
But now, he rarely wanted a mouth that could taste food and eyes that could shed tears.
But at the same time, his sense of pain would also come back. Except for his age being frozen, wouldn't he be the same as an ordinary human?
It was hard to choose just thinking about it.
"So annoying, let's leave here quickly after eating!"
Sasori ate the cake in a few bites, speaking a bit irritably.
Spending too much time with Hatake Satoru made him feel like his tolerance for waiting for others and being waited for had increased.
Staying with this person was quite good for self-cultivation.
Deidara and Hatake Satoru subconsciously ignored this man who was clearly in a bad mood.
"But you said we're going to blow up that place, but we don't know the exact location of the clay, do we?"
"What if it's not in that building, huh?"
Deidara's cheeks were flushed from the spice, and he raised his eyes to ask Hatake Satoru.
For some reason, he always felt that Hatake Satoru had planned everything, but if he asked him in advance, he would definitely get a somewhat outrageous answer.
"Hmm~ No, I found a convenient back door to get in."
"Oh, if you feel annoyed, you can go help us pay. Maybe we can get a discount with your face."
Hatake Satoru paused and turned to look at Sasori, who was visibly restless beside him.
"..."
"..."
Deidara and Sasori were both speechless for a moment.
Although it didn't seem like he was provoking Sasori, Hatake Satoru's every move and word seemed to be making him angry!
If he didn't know this jerk's personality well, Sasori might really get angry.
But Hatake Satoru was probably doing this to get him out of here, so he could breathe easier outside.
Sasori didn't say much, grabbed Karna, and went to pay the bill.
Deidara watched his departing figure and couldn't help but curl his lips.
"Deidara, he's not going to take on a solo mission and leave us here, is he, huh."
Deidara stared blankly at Sasori's back. He thought Sasori would fight with Hatake Satoru or something.
Going to pay the bill so obediently and getting a discount with his face was simply unbelievable.
Before, they either paid honestly or blew up the store and left. This behavior was too much like what ordinary people would do.
"Huh? No way."
"He's not you."
"Are you secretly wondering why I didn't fight with him?"
Hatake Satoru watched Sasori leave and turned to ask Deidara.
This guy, how can he guess everything?
"I can still guess this kind of thing. It's probably because you're much stronger than him, so you won't fight, right?"
"But even if you're stronger, to be able to order him around to this extent... it's hard to imagine, huh."
Deidara whispered after making sure Sasori had left and couldn't hear them.
"Well, besides strength, I also have personal charm."
Because Deidara would be the main force later, Hatake Satoru explained the plan in as much detail as possible.
And the things that would happen when they left.
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