116 Naruto Mobile Game

"Skills are... yes, that's right, this... High-Class Recruitment was originally divided into three phases, but unfortunately it could only be made into a dual-form version, namely... the form after the puppet is shattered."

Huff—ha—

Sasori suddenly sat up in bed, wiping the fine cold sweat seeping from his forehead. Once his mind cleared, he realized he had just had a dream.

In the dream, he attended a High-Class Recruitment information conference, and someone was introducing how that ninja had been made...

Sasori suddenly pressed a hand to his forehead, frowning slightly.

Strange. In the dream, he remembered everything very clearly, yet after waking up, all memories related to that ninja became blurred.

It felt fake, but he had never doubted the fact that he himself would enter High-Class Recruitment.

Sasori got out of bed, draped on an Akatsuki cloak, and went outside.

This was the lodging provided for Akatsuki members. It wasn't small, but it wasn't particularly large either.

After walking for a bit, as he passed another dormitory room, Sasori stopped. Turning abruptly, he raised his hand and pushed the dorm door open directly.

The moment the door opened, a cacophony of noise rushed into his ears, perfectly matching the chaotic state of the dorm room inside.

"What? Don't underestimate people, okay! I'm a clay artist! Hmm!"

"How does the streamer make clay? Isn't that easy—like this... alright! Just pinch it a bit with your hands and the clay shape is done!"

"Streamer, your clay looks really fun, can you sell it...? Huh, you're serious? Fine then, I'm putting it up—first come, first served, yeah!"

Deidara was streaming with great enthusiasm. With heavy metal music blasting around him, his whole person was fired up.

[Rock Renegade · Explosive Art Prodigy · Deidara Teaches You How to Play!]

That was the name of Deidara's livestream room. Relying on these titles, he quickly gained a group of viewers.

But everyone seemed more interested in Deidara himself, especially his skill of shaping clay dolls with one hand.

Deidara didn't hide anything and directly stated that there was a mouth in the palm of his hand. When he showed it, the number of viewers dropped by half.

There was no helping it—the requirement was just too high.

Deidara completely snapped, grabbed the microphone, and started cursing loudly. As a result, many viewers got even more excited, and gifts started flooding in.

This left Deidara utterly confused. Could it be that everyone in the ninja world was a bunch of perverts?

[Little Deidick Wants to Hang: Streamer, since there's a mouth in your palm, when you touch my body with your hand, is it touching or kissing?]

"How about I bite you to death!"

[Deidara Army No.2 Regiment, Team 3, Squad 4, Deputy Leader's Left Hand's Right Hand: Little Deidara, you're so good at playing with clay, your kneading technique must be amazing, right?]

"Nonsense!"

[Flying Great Deidara: Streamer, I suggest you start practicing tongue sensitivity from now on. Maybe one day it'll come in handy.]

"That makes sense... what are you planning?!"

Deidara was honestly scared stiff by this point, but Tobi had taught him that only by properly thanking people would they keep sending gifts.

So there was no choice. He could only suffer and enjoy it at the same time, getting teased while thanking the patrons.

The reason it was like this was also because of orders from above Akatsuki—if you're not making money, what are you doing lazing around all day?

Sasori had already been standing at Deidara's door for several minutes, yet the guy still hadn't noticed.

Speechless, and with no intention of greeting Deidara, Sasori closed the door and left.

On the way back to his dorm, Sasori's mind was full of scenes from Deidara's livestream just now.

He thought to himself that this wasn't bad. Deidara did clay, he did puppets—it was about the same, right?

It was just that his temper wasn't as good as Deidara's. What if someone said something offensive? There'd be no way to go find them offline.

After Ninja Mobile Game appeared, countless people had lost matches and tried to track others down offline for revenge, but very few ever succeeded.

Sasori opened his phone, and a page popped up—it was the brand-new High-Class Recruitment Super Armor Brothers shown at the information conference two days ago, now officially online.

Thinking of that made him annoyed.

After Itachi, Deidara, and those ninjas got nerfed, he thought his own ninja could finally take the field, but the miserable state of the arena hadn't changed much.

Sasori opened the livestream section, planning to see how the others were preparing, whether they were also streaming.

Among the many livestream rooms, he found one called "Jashin-sama Teaches You to Believe in Jashin."

The moment he entered, Hidan's demonic electronic laughter blasted into his ears like thunder.

"Ahahaha~ Watch me slaughter everything!"

"Jashin-sama! Oreh!"

"Want to beat me? Ba~ka!!"

Inside the livestream room, Hidan was acting like a madman, yelling and screaming while operating Ninja Mobile Game.

Not "acting," really—this guy usually had something wrong with his head anyway, Sasori thought silently.

But this kind of stream had its effect. Though it wasn't as good as Deidara's.

[Gore Hunter: Streamer, streamer, can you perform your ultimate move? I really want to know what it feels like to lose your head and not die.]

"Huh?" Seeing that comment, Hidan wore an expression like, are you kidding me?

"What do you take me for, bastard! Just because I can't die doesn't mean I'm willing to get my head chopped off, got it? Say that again and I'll curse-kill you!"

Even though many people still wanted to see it, Hidan refused to perform a self-decapitation show and continued playing Ninja Mobile Game on his own.

This guy wasn't much different from how he usually played—he just turned on a stream, basically fulfilling a task.

Since he'd checked Hidan, it was also necessary to check Kakuzu. But when Sasori entered Kakuzu's livestream room, he fell silent immediately.

"Some people may have just joined the stream, so I think it's necessary to repeat a few things."

"If you want the streamer to read comments, please send 1 Shuriken. If you want to connect voice chat with the streamer, 1 Tailed Beast Bomb. Ninja teaching requires 1 Great Fireball."

"If you want to hear me tell the story of fighting the First Hokage again, then at least 1 Truth-Seeking Ball is required."

Kakuzu stated the rules of his livestream room with complete seriousness, as if he couldn't see the screen full of question-mark comments.

Sasori watched with a head full of black lines. What was this? A livestream with openly listed prices?

Unexpectedly, someone really did send gifts.

"Oh, thank you to the one who wants to be wrapped by Kakuzu-sama's tendrils for the Truth-Seeking Ball..."

"Send your address. I need to first check the quality of your heart and whether your chakra attributes are usable."

"But before that, the story between me and the First Hokage goes back several decades, starting from when I received an assassination mission targeting the First Hokage..."

Kakuzu spoke eloquently in the livestream room, recounting a story he'd probably told countless times.

Sasori had already left, going to check a few other people's streams.

Tobi was still singing passionately. Itachi had a stream open but said nothing, just playing the game. Kisame, on the other hand, was quite talkative, chatting while playing Ninja Mobile Game.

Pain and Konan were streaming together. Worth mentioning was that behind them, there was also a Jiraiya tied up.

They seemed to be discussing what method to use to kill Jiraiya... livestreaming the murder of one's teacher, essentially.

If you ignored the insulting comments, watching handsome men and beautiful women with cold expressions seriously study how to kill someone was actually quite interesting.

Everyone had found their own streaming style. Even those two stone-faced people, Pain and Konan, managed to create entertaining content.

Although Sasori didn't really care, he still couldn't fall behind.

He first opened the arena, planning to play a match to warm up, but unexpectedly, the loading icon had changed, and there was a new prompt.

He focused his gaze, then immediately smiled. Who would've thought—a ninja like that had really been released.

[New Arena-Exclusive Ninja Added — Sasori · Hundred Puppet Performance, experience cards available for purchase in the arena shop]