Two figures stood facing each other in the middle of the street, the air thick with tension.
On one side was Deidara, a self-proclaimed victim of debt disputes, pinching the mouth on his palm as it chewed steadily, his gaze cold and murderous.
On the other side was Kakuzu, the universally acknowledged capitalist exploiter, with black threads writhing slowly behind him as if ready to harvest the other's economic life at any moment.
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