âWhat about this time?â Chiyo asked Masahiko while controlling the puppet with her hands.
Masahiko frowned, and hesitatingly he replied, âItâs okay.â
The puppet in front of him was gigantic.
âCan you make it transform? Like
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Chiyo breathed a sigh of relief. This was the third one she makes. And she has already wasted three days on this task.
With the movement of Chiyoâs fingers, the puppet disintegrated instantly, then re-joined together under the rapid movement of her fingers, forming a âhorse cart.â
Masahikoâs mouth twitched. It should be a truck, not a carriage. However, he doesnât dislike it. People in this word donât know what a big truck looks like, but the transformation methodâŠ
âSo, if my grandson wants to play with this toy, he will need to come here to Sunagakure and learn puppetry Ninjutsu?â
Asking this question, made Chiyoâs face stiff. Looking at the giant puppet, even an ordinary puppetry user wouldnât be able to use it.
âThe puppet can only be manipulated by a puppet master.â
Masahiko shook his head, âWhat I want is not a reorganization, but deforming. For example, these joints should be folded into a carriage.â
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Masahikoâs face stiffened, he just broke Optimus Primeâs arm, but he didnât use any strength.
âWhat kind of material is this?â
Chiyo was also surprised, âHamura-Sana, youâre powerful⊠weâre just using waste materials, and when we finish working on this demo, we will use the good materials for the final product.â
Masahiko nodded, âThis isnât good enough. This kind of thing is only worth two million.â
In fact, Masahiko was more satisfied this time. He doesnât need to be that serious because of a toy, and even if he doesnât know how to use puppetry, he can always use gravity to control it.
Now that he thought about it, he felt really sorry for Chiyo. The reason he came here in the first place was to see Sasori. It would be a shame not to see him before he change himself into a complete puppet.
Sure enough, after several more trials, Chiyo ended up feeling embarrassed because she couldnât figure out the deforming design. She sighed for a long time and regretted not handing this task over to Sasori earlier.
After that, Chiyo led Masahiko to the next room, carrying the puppet and its broken arm using Chakraâs threads.
âSasori! Sasori! Are you here?â Chiyo frowned.
âHamura-Sana, donât touch it!â Chiyo was startled the moment she turned around.
Masahiko was playing around with two puppets he found on the ground. The two were really familiar since they were the two Kankuro is going to use in the future.
Hearing Chiyoâs voice, Masahiko looked up with a smile, âElder Chiyo, these puppets are all well made, much more sophisticated than yours.â
âHamura-San, please donât mess around.â Chiyo repeated again, âSome of these puppets may be poisoned, and Sasori is the only one who has its antidotes.â
Masahiko nodded. Although his physique shouldnât be infested by the poison, that would blow his cover.
While speaking, Sasori walked in from the outside, first frowned while looking at Masahiko, then he turned to Chiyo.
âGrandma, what are you looking for?â
Itâs the first time Masahiko see Sasori, but he looked a lot like the original. He was only a bit younger.
âIs this the genius puppet master of Sunagakure?â Masahiko said excitedly.
Sasori stared coldly, then he completely ignored Masahiko, but Chiyo still responded with a smile.
âYes, although heâs less than 15 years old, heâs already the best puppetry master in the village.â
âCan you really create what I want? Itâs the kind that can be transformed?â Masahiko twisted again.
Sasori widened his eyes, then he looked at Chiyo with a confused expression.
Chiyo sighed, âHamura-San, no need to describe, I will explain to him.â
After that, she took the broken-arm and started demonstrating it to Sasori. The latterâs expression changed from indifference to concentration, to interest.
As a genius, Sasori fully understood what Masahiko needed after hearing Chiyo describing it once.
âS-Class Task, I understand, Grandmother.â Sasori nodded, accepting the mission.
âIâll leave it to you, Sasori,â Chiyo said then walked out. Every time she sees Sasoriâs sad face, Chiyo becomes more determined to find a way to give life to puppets. Her research has been delayed for three days because of Masahikoâs mission, and she wants to return as soon as possible.
Masahiko didnât even say goodbye as she walked out of the room; he was 100% focused on Sasori.
If this artistic lunaticâs brain twitches, and want to make a puppet out of him, what should he do?
Fortunately, Masahiko didnât seem to be that kind of 'special materialâ to Sasori, so he wasnât interested.
He is now very interested in this puppet toy described by Masahiko, and without even talking to him, he started working on it.
âIt seems that all artists are independentâŠâ Masahiko smiled bitterly. He was looking to see Sasori before, but he never thought of what to say when that happens, so he ended up being ignoredâŠ
So he ended up finding a place to sit down and watched Sasori dazzlingly doing his work.
Unlike Chiyo, the initial puppet form was the âcar,â and then he started to find a way to turn it into a human form.
After only half a day, Sasori actually made a finished product.
Masahiko stared blankly at the puppet in front of him. It transformed into a human form from the horse-drawn carriage, then it turned back to the initial setup. Except for its ugly appearance, it was basically what he asked for.
âHeâs no longer just a genius. His puppetry designing is at least two levels higher than ChiyoâŠâ
âThe mission is completed.â Sasoriâs voice rang in Masahikoâs ears, awakening him.
Masahiko shook his head, âThis is no good. This toy is for my grandson. If you make it so ugly, it will just scare him.â
Sasori frowned, âA childâs toy?â
Looking at the gigantic puppet that is more than two meters high, he said, âWho can play with such a thing?â
âOh, this one is for me. Youâre gonna make a small one for the kid, about half a meter high is enough.â
âFor⊠you?â Sasori recalled Masahikoâs robot dance before. At that point, it wasnât too surprising.
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âOkay, tell me how do you want it to look?â
Masahiko sighed; his expressing ability is getting worse every time they ask him about somethingâŠ
âWait a minute, this isnât right, canât I just sculpt the shape?â Masahiko was taken aback, his brain short-circuited again.