Eating sweet malt candy, Feitao beamed brightly. Of course, she had no idea how much money she had actually spent, but it didn't matter; once Jiraiya published his book, she could fleece him for his royalties. If Jiraiya had any idea what Feitao was thinking, he probably would have hoisted the Toad Boss on his back and fled Iwagakure ten thousand miles away overnight.
Deidara gently stroked the small rabbit sculpture. He hadn't expected her to be so persistent—truth be told, he had just mentioned it offhand. But this was the first time anyone had ever done something so earnestly for him, and he figured he ought to give that gift to Feitao in return.
"Deidara, come on, let's go up!" Feitao pointed to the building in front of them. "The uncle selling malt candy said they're going to set off fireworks in a bit. The view from the top must be amazing."
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