pjbooks Chapter 65 Art is Ningxia
Chapter 65 Art is Ningxia
(I was still half asleep when I woke up yesterday and made a typo, saying "senior brother" instead. I've corrected it now, so please don't stay up late. I'll be adding an extra chapter today, and any subsequent bonus chapters from donations will be doubled.)
Ningxia made its stance clear once again, rejecting Onoki's offer. Seeing Ningxia's firm stance, Onoki had no choice but to accept it.
After giving Onoki a massage, Ningxia immediately got up and left, while Heitu waited anxiously outside.
"Let's go, Aunt Yecang and I will keep you company today."
Ningxia's words were tinged with helplessness. He simply regarded Heitu as a younger sister, just as he treated Mingzi and Zuoyue.
"Uh-huh!"
Ye Cang watched from the sidelines. From being mocked by Kurotsuchi for her red warmth at the beginning to calming down now, she had figured it out. Kurotsuchi had no reason to elbow her.
After all, she was just a little girl, while she was the older sister. How could Ningxia not want an older sister who cared for her?
Just as the three were about to go out for a walk, a blond-haired boy suddenly appeared.
Although he said he didn't care, Deidara was already curious about just how powerful Ningxia was that his proud junior sister would act this way.
Because she was a war orphan and often engaged in art activities in the village, she was already considered a "prison-bound loli" (a term used to describe a young girl who is imprisoned), only able to come out occasionally.
However, each time he returned, he missed Ningxia, which meant that Deidara could only hear his junior sister reminiscing about Ningxia, but never actually saw her.
Today, finally...
"Huh? Huh!? Huh!!?"
Young Deidara believed he had long since grasped the true meaning of art, but... now Deidara is beginning to question his past self.
After all, the man in front of you is a work of art just by standing there.
No, I should say... can a man be this beautiful? He's like an angel descended from a children's book.
"Hey! You idiot Deidara, stop looking!!!"
Kurotsuchi waved his hand angrily, forcibly bringing Deidara back to his senses. He usually talks about explosions and art all the time, and even says that being obsessed with Ningxia is shameful.
When it was my turn, I saw that no one else was saying a word. What a bunch of nobodies!
"Um...I...I wasn't looking! I was just...just observing, even though you're the one who's going to be led astray by him!"
Deidara, regaining his senses, quickly denied it, saying he considered explosions as art, how could he betray his beliefs!?
"Tch! You said you didn't want it, but your eyes never left your face!"
"I'm just appreciating art!"
"Oh~ Didn't you say yesterday that a shallow man like that must have absolutely no artistic talent?"
"I...I...I was wrong!!! Isn't that enough!?"
Even when admitting his mistakes, Deidara did so in a very loud and self-righteous manner.
"Hehe~ Anyway, it's none of your business, Ningxia-ge, let's go out and have some fun!"
Heitu stuck out his tongue and then happily pulled Ningxia out the door.
"Tsk!"
"Black soil, that's...?"
"Oh, my silly senior sister, never mind her, she's just an idiot who likes to play with bombs. Aren't you afraid she'll get blown up one day..."
Kurotsuchi couldn't help but complain, after all, Deidara's bombing antics were disturbing the peace, and she was also one of the victims.
"Um... art is an explosion?"
Ningxia recalled a joke from her past life, which seemed to be related to the blond-haired guy from earlier?
"It sounds alright."
Heitu didn't care much. She wasn't interested in art or explosions; she just wanted to learn Dust Escape as soon as possible so the old man could keep his promise.
She believed that Onoki would do it. Although the old man had a bad back, was a chatterbox, and a bit hypocritical, he would always keep his promises to her.
But Deidara, who was following behind, was immediately struck by the idea: "Art is an explosion!" What a concise, clear, and memorable statement!
Could it be that the other person... is the same kind of artist as me!?
With this in mind, Deidara followed even more diligently, and along the way, the people of Iwagakure stared at Ningxia and Deidara with strange looks.
But amidst this eeriness, there was also excitement and exhilaration—the sun was rising in the west! Deidara wasn't playing with clay; instead, he was tracking the others!
Despite his young age, Deidara is already a celebrity in Iwagakure. Although he is not a Jinchūriki, he enjoys the treatment of one and single-handedly isolates the entire village.
For the villagers of Iwagakure who have suffered from the disturbance caused by Deidara's bombs, Deidara was not only stalking and tailing them.
They would knock out the person who was following them and take them home. No matter what they did, they would all praise Deidara for his skill.
"Deidara! That's enough!!!"
Heitu couldn't hold back any longer. She had initially been reluctant to argue with Deidara out of consideration for Ningxia, but Deidara kept pushing his luck.
"I was just passing by!"
"Then what are you going to do!?"
"I...I don't know what I'm supposed to do!!!"
Despite being the one who felt guilty, Deidara spoke with unusual confidence, leaving Kurotsuchi completely bewildered.
"Alright, Heitu, take your senior sister with you."
Ningxia didn't want to attract too much attention, so she waved to both of them.
"cut!"
Kurotsuchi glared at Deidara fiercely, then went back to hold Ningxia's hand. How could a fool who loves playing with clay and bombs possibly compare to her?
The advantage lies with me!
Ye Cang kept suppressing her laughter. She had indeed been too careless. She thought Kurotsuchi would be a tough opponent, but he turned out to be just a brat.
The thought of using Scorch Release to give Kurotsuchi a sauna made Yekura feel a little ashamed.
Deidara silently followed Ningxia, looking like he wanted to say something several times but didn't know what to say.
As they entered a dumpling shop, Deidara lowered his head and remained sullen, showing no sign of arguing with Kurotsuchi.
"If you have something to say, just say it, Deidara. May I call you that?"
"Huh? I... I just wanted to ask, how did you come up with the statement, 'Art is an explosion'?"
Deidara asked somewhat flusteredly, explaining that she was only a year older than Kurotsuchi and hadn't worked as hard as Kurotsuchi, and even her speech was somewhat incoherent.
"Forehead……"
Ningxia was stunned. She hadn't expected that Deidara had followed them for half the village just because of a casual remark.
Adding to the things Heitu complained about, Ningxia concluded that Deidara was nothing more than a problem child.
Since she's a problem child, as a doctor... I should give her a proper makeover!
Thinking this, Ningxia straightened up and asked Deidara to talk about her art, and made sure to listen attentively and answer Deidara's questions.
Even before he had uttered a single word, his earnest attitude had already won Deidara's favor.
Because the explosions disturbed the peace and altered the terrain, she was often the subject of complaints. Even Onoki couldn't understand her art and wanted her to move out.
In contrast, Ningxia responded by listening attentively, and regardless of whether Ningxia liked explosions or not, Deidara had already begun to acknowledge her in his heart.
At the very least... he's an adult who can listen to and understand art, so he's not too boring.