"Didn't someone say before, that they had been here dozens of years ago...?"
Hatake Satoru, being a bit cheeky, covered one side of his mouth and whispered to Sasori.
"You're so annoying...!"
"How was I supposed to know this place would change so much?"
Sasori couldn't help but roll his eyes and glare at Hatake Satoru beside him.
Karna seemed curious about the shiny things, staring intently at a piece of pottery with a blank face.
"Ahem."
Hatake Satoru shrugged, unconcerned, and lightly pushed up the sunglasses on his nose.
Not only were the walls and stores decorated with porcelain and tiles, but the ground was also covered in colorful ceramic tiles.
Hatake Satoru looked ahead and saw that almost the entire area they had entered was covered in tiles.
Being able to spend so much money decorating the roads indicated that the area had good security and that they were making a lot of money.
You can't say whether you like it or not, but as a unique feature, it makes the city memorable.
Having a theme is important for a country's economy, like in Kirigakure.
They used water as a key feature to develop various businesses.
Even though it's a small country, it's done quite well.
Hatake Satoru's sunglasses reflected the vendors stocking goods for the shops and the traders. Just walking in, you could feel a strong commercial atmosphere.
No matter what it was like in the past, it seems quite prosperous now.
"Even if the design is a bit tacky, the layout of this place is still the same as before."
"The tiles on the walls outside the shops and the porcelain on the tables are the main products of each store."
"People used to come here to buy porcelain, and they would display it all outside so you wouldn't have to go inside to look."
Sasori glanced quickly at the streets on both sides. The bustling business was something he had never seen before.
The goods had been replaced with new styles, but the old layout remained the same.
Sasori explained the streets on both sides, as if to make up for something.
It felt unnecessary, but being made fun of by Hatake Satoru was annoying.
Larger shops displayed more styles outside, while smaller shops displayed fewer.
However, the main porcelain items of each shop were always displayed outside.
Visiting traders could stop at the shop entrance for a moment and decide whether to buy or move on to the next one.
Sasori quickly glanced around, seeing tacky porcelain everywhere.
Not only were the colors tacky, but the patterns and designs also showed an obvious attempt to cater to the market.
An artist would despise this kind of thing.
Betraying their own principles for money and only chasing after it is boring.
"I guess people's tastes are just this tacky now."
"After all, this place seems to be just a place for economic trade and operation."
Sasori said dismissively and turned his gaze away from the porcelain.
He wasn't here for porcelain anyway, he had other tasks to do.
They produce what the people like.
This is a very commercial idea and a way to keep up with trends.
For the Land of Pottery, which has no other industries after the war, this choice is undoubtedly the best path for development.
However, if it were up to the previous leader, it's hard to imagine him transforming this place like this.
Sasori pondered as he walked alone towards the other side of the street.
Karna calmly turned his gaze away from the tiles and looked at Hatake Satoru, who was standing on the other side.
"Okay, don't follow too closely."
Hatake Satoru put down the porcelain in his hand and told Karna with a smile.
He thought that in order to win over Deidara, he needed a suitable candidate.
He needed to show him a big explosion to win the kid over, body and soul.
Although Hatake Satoru himself could create explosions by moving objects and creating impact, the principle felt like it lacked the dazzling fire that he wanted.
Deidara was looking for that kind of feeling.
So Hatake Satoru decisively pulled Karna out to be a tool. Karna was quiet, didn't change his expression much, and was unlikely to cause any other trouble.
Furthermore, both Karna's treasures and his eye-beam attacks could satisfy Deidara's aesthetic desires.
Anyway, the materials were ready, so that was that.
Hatake Satoru lazily watched Karna follow Sasori's figure and stretched with an indifferent look.
He strolled over to another stall to examine the porcelain.
Hatake Satoru didn't have Sasori's artistic obsession. He didn't discriminate.
Unless someone put red and green floral tiles right in front of him, he wouldn't jump to conclusions.
That's how artists are, they like things that others don't like, things that take a lot of time and effort.
"Oh, this is pretty cute."
Hatake Satoru's attention was quickly drawn to some strange accessories.
The Land of Pottery wasn't very big, and Hatake Satoru could sense the presence of a few people in the country.
He even felt Deidara's presence earlier.
Even if something happened, he could teleport there instantly, no problem.
Hatake Satoru was exploring the porcelain without a care, while Sasori was looking for something else.
A place that sells clay for making pottery.
In fact, most shops here had something like a chimney in the back, and small quantities of pottery were made directly in the shops.
Of course, even so, most shops didn't sell clay or support DIY pottery making.
After all, they made money from this, and there were some trade secrets involved.
Besides pottery, there were places that sold clay.
However, they were fewer and more hidden than the shops that sold porcelain.
Wind chimes made of various shells rustled, and Sasori entered the shop without even glancing at them.
"Oh, a little kid. You look unfamiliar, are you lost?"
The woman behind the counter seemed very enthusiastic, smiling and calling out to Sasori as soon as he walked in.
Although Sasori knew how ridiculously young Hatake Satoru had made his body.
He still couldn't help but clench his hands tightly by his side after being mistaken for a lost child.
"No, I came here alone."
Sasori responded indifferently, pretending to be a quiet, antisocial child.
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