Chapter 20 Memories - Fear (Revised)

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  After an afternoon of effort by Ruo Xi, Luo's sand finally won't attack him actively, as for others? That has nothing to do with Ruo Xi.

  But if there's one thing he gained during this period of time, it's that he can now gently hold Iro without being attacked.

  Although Yu Ru didn't expect this period of trust would be so short-lived.

  "Ah, warm Europe!" I love Luo. This is the first time someone has hugged me, and this person isn't afraid of me at all, doesn't reject me. The way he looks at me with his eyes, it's as if he sees me as a real person.

  Having heard Iruka's involuntary sigh of admiration, Umino's face revealed a faintly mocking shallow smile in the instant when Iruka was not paying attention.

  Is that so? Indeed it's warm, but the only thing I hope is that Iruka knows that a person's body temperature is warmer than blood. Not like "that" Iruka who only knows warmth when he's splattered with his enemy's fresh blood.

  Although Ruo Zan felt it was ironic for him to be explaining this matter himself.

  That warmth is like drinking poison to quench thirst, in order to eliminate the current despair, there is only stepping into a deeper despair...

  “……..I know that every step I take towards my goal, the goal gets a little further away from me, but I only know this one way back......” The words that lingered in his mind were murmured out of his mouth, and the voice was warm, sad, familiar, just like his own voice, but was it really him who said it? Or someone else?

  "?" Luo Ai seemed not to have heard clearly the faint whisper of Ruo Cang, and only asked somewhat dazedly, "Is this human body temperature?

  Is it a person?

  It's a difficult question to answer, and even if I knew how to respond, it's just hard to put into words.

  Which one should I use?

  "No, I'm a monster, it would be more accurate to say that monsters have body temperature!"

  This is the truth, even if you don't want to admit it, others generally view "Jinchuriki" in this way. Anyway, Gaara will eventually find out about this fact, so I might as well tell him myself.

  "A monster?" Iro asked in puzzlement.

  To others, you're just a "monster"...... If I hadn't said these words out loud, but instead had simply raised my right hand, which had been injured multiple times, in front of Gaara, "Look! What's the state of my hand?"

  I love Luo followed the movement of Ruo's residual action and shifted his gaze to the arm he raised.

  The five fingers that were slightly opening and closing, a very normal hand! As for the hand itself, Iro didn't find anything unusual, "The hand doesn't have any problems, but those......" The skin seemed to be somewhat strange, with uneven scars on Jiro's arm, Iro discovered the biggest difference between Jiro's hand and his own.

  "If I interrupt you quickly, Luo, what you were going to say next has nothing to do with me, and it's not necessary for me to know such a meaningless thing. 'Hmm, is there anything unusual? Do you remember the first time we met, Luo?' Wakasa slowly guided Luo's memory."

  "It's past noon." Yiluo replied affirmatively.

  "It wasn't the first time I got hurt by your sand back then, and later on there was another time... but... there's an injury... so, how's the wound?"

  I love Luo, and it wasn't until Ye Can reminded him that he noticed this matter, and once again turned his gaze to Ye Can's arm.

  Really, no wound...... But I'm sure Luo knew those sand, really had...... hurt Ruo Ci, so where's the wound?

  Even if I, Gaara, don't often interact with people, I still know that this kind of piercing wound is one of the most difficult to heal in external injuries, second only to a few special kinds of lacerations. Moreover, I, Gaara, am certain that Jiraiya didn't just receive one piercing wound, but dozens, even tens of times, all within a certain range on his arm. With my knowledge, it's impossible for him to recover from such injuries in less than half a year. But... how is it possible that the arm in front of me, except for having many scars, doesn't have a single wound? "You...... you?"

  If there was a lingering feeling that Naruto's tone of voice betrayed a hint of uncertainty, then Naruto's body also began to subtly... tremble.

  Seeing Luo's reaction at this time, if the remaining heart is beyond his own expectation, there is no bitterness at all, and only a sense of calm silence.

  After all, he's just a kid. If he didn't take to heart the effort of an afternoon, it might disappear in the blink of an eye like foam. Anyway, he's used to it; he was "used to it" before.

  "What he said is right, if one were to be heartbroken every time they failed, it would be impossible to go on living..."

  Wait, "he", who is it? Is he someone I know?

  Why does Yu Can always feel that this sentence seems to have a continuation, but no matter how hard he tries, he can't recall what comes next.

  If he didn't like this out-of-control thinking, but his emotions were indeed a bit out of control, it was for Iruka, for Naruto Uzumaki, for himself, and also for "him".

  "Ah, I'm a monster! Humans can't have this kind of recovery power, right?" Wu Yun took out the bitterless and drew a long wound on his palm.

  As the tip of the kunai cut to the elbow, Iroh found that the wound he had originally cut had already healed to a shallow red line.

  I love Luo's bright green eyes with dark circles around them, at this moment, fear emerged.

  "You're scared!" Wakasa had already noticed the intense yellow sandstorm that was forming near Gaara.

  I love Luo is afraid or is on guard that someone will hurt him, and is there anyone else around here?

  If there is still a deep sigh left in the heart.

  After all, I was still impulsive and indeed too immature.

  His face was still warm, his pace steady and slow, quietly retreating backwards until all the sand that had originally surrounded him disappeared.

  If I looked at myself and Ai Luo again, the distance between us was even farther than before, but the corners of my mouth unexpectedly rose slightly.

  If the remaining silently looked at me, he didn't want to say anything else. This wasn't my fault or his fault. It's just that two things without mistakes collided with each other and might not necessarily become right.

  If you take off a blood-colored crystal necklace from your neck and hold it in your hand, the golden cord emits an unexpectedly soft glow.

  Ruò Cán stood on one side, looking at Aī Luó's longing yet hesitant expression, and softly said:

  "I love Luo, when I leave, put this necklace on me on this side, with this necklace on, it can temporarily help you suppress the consciousness of the guardian crane, and you can sleep at ease. Although I don't know how long such a thing can last, consider the necklace as a belated birthday gift."

  He can only do so much now, and the current Ifura doesn't have enough power to completely save Iro...

  He's still too weak, unable to withstand the entire Hidden Sand Village; and later "Rasengan" can't save him either, because "Rasengan" is gone, and all that's left for me to do is make Naruto's life a little better.

  As for whether he accepts himself? If he were crippled, he wouldn't have such extravagant hopes.

  If I still wanted to leave, in the end I still let go of the inexplicable emotions in my heart and walked towards Naruto with the necklace.

  However, this time Wakasa didn't let Sasori continue his attack. He circulated chakra to form a protective barrier around his body, and Sasori was blocked out about five centimeters away from Wakasa's body, as if surrounded by a pale yellow aura.

  And what Luo saw was a scene where Ruosi's body was like sand forming a protective armor, ironically, the fact was completely the opposite.

  If I hadn't thought of it, I love Ro would later appear that completely fitted "Sand Armor", it was because of the various things that happened on this day, and then develop a kind of ninjutsu that completely protects oneself from injury.

  If the remaining nine-tailed aura was released, walking to Gaara's side, as he had expected, under the intimidation of the nine-tailed aura, no more sand appeared to attack him.

  If the remaining one hand had just landed on Gaara's shoulder, Gaara was suddenly frightened and tightened up all over, the sand that would normally automatically protect him was this time silent, which made Gaara very afraid.

  If you hadn't noticed, I'll just calmly help you put on the Blood Crystal Necklace and say, "Iruka, remember this feeling now, this is why those kids don't dare get close to you."

  As I met Ai Luo's eyes filled with terror and fear, Ruo Zan turned around without hesitation and left, leaving only one sentence echoing in Ai Luo's heart for a long time.

  "Even so, I'm not afraid of you, nor do I dislike you...... I love Gaara, apart from Yashamaru, you also care about your brothers and sisters... and me." Kankuro and Temari later indeed truly cared about "Gaara".

  "If there's a chance, let's meet again at the Chunin Exams eight years from now... I've never blamed you." Because blaming Iruka would be no different than blaming himself.

  If Ruò Cán left without looking back, because he thought I ài Luó might not want to see his face again. So Ruò Cán didn't see that after turning around, I ài Luó stretched out his right hand towards the direction of Ruò Cán's departure and grasped at something, as if wanting to retrieve something. And on I ài Luó's face was a look of regret and apology.

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  "There is a child who has not registered at the entrance of the village who approached Iruka?"

  "Yes, Lord Kazehaya, he is an ordinary child of about four years old, with no signs of using transformation magic."

  "Could a four-year-old ordinary kid have dodged the guards of our Shinobi village and run in here? What kind of food are you people eating?"

  "However, Lord Kazekage, the previous batch of surveillance personnel from the Hidden Part of the Pillar are still recovering in the hospital and won't be well for at least three months. This is a new batch, so it's a bit..."

  "Shut up! That's no excuse, didn't I order you not to let anything strange affect my Aro? What's with you guys not even daring to get close to my Aro?"

  "Calm down! Lord Fengying, it's possible that the guard just happened to be distracted and didn't notice. After all, the Wind Country hasn't been very stable recently, and the guards on duty have almost reached their physical limits."

  "Hmph, fine. Send one... or two covert agents then. Iro's situation must not be leaked out for now, no matter how much that little kid knows." A four-year-old child is nothing to worry about, two covert agents should be more than enough.

  "Yes! Lord Kazekage."

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  "Didn't I tell you to kill them? Why didn't you just annihilate them on the spot? If not, shouldn't you have brought back their heads at least? What's with this tuft of golden hair? This wound, this tuft of hair was cut off by your Wind Blade, wasn't it?"

  "Report, Lord Fūjin. The target of the mission was hit by six shuriken and over ten kunai, yet still had the strength to escape, so we used ninjutsu..."

  "Dealing with a four-year-old child, you still have to use ninjutsu. When did the standards of our Hidden Sand Village's Anbu drop so low?" The tone was more of suppressed anger than puzzlement.

  "Fūkage-sama, we've confirmed that the child has received ninja training. His movements..." One of the covert agents tried to defend himself, but the child's actions were truly unusual.

  "Anyway, it's just a little demon! Hmph, what about that corpse?"

  "Fūyō-sama, the target was hit by several wind blades and earth bullets, but still managed to run for a short distance before collapsing from exhaustion into the White Path River, four kilometers southeast of the rocky mountain. Due to the recent flooding season, the river's current was too strong, and with many large ice blocks, it was impossible to retrieve the target's body." This agent did not suspect that the target might still be alive, after all, given the severity of their injuries, even a jōnin would have been killed.

  "Hmph, next time I'll have to be more careful. If it's a job that requires proof of the target's death, the client may not accept a single strand of hair as evidence." Feng Ying was still puzzled about how a little demon could sneak into the Sand Ninja Village without making a sound, but he also didn't think it was possible for a little demon to survive in the situation just now.

  The Hakuto River, which runs along the border of the Wind Country and the Fire Country, is notorious for its treacherous currents during flood season in the Wind Country. Even those with Jonin-level strength may not be able to cross it safely, let alone a four-year-old kid who can withstand such natural disasters for so long, especially with such severe injuries... Kaze no Kage was merely displeased that the Dark Side had taken so much time to kill just one little demon.

  "Hmph, you guys go throw this thing away! Remember to continue... Iwao, how did you end up here? Hurry back."

  I originally only learned B-level ninjutsu for the first time, and I was so excited that I didn't listen to Yotsuba's advice. I wanted to tell Father-sama as soon as possible, but now I know what!

  I love Luo looked at the golden hair in the dark hand, exactly the same as the color in his memory.

  Is it because of... one's own fault?

  The two ninjas who were about to leave exchanged a glance with Iruka's profound and complex eyes, both of them couldn't help but feel a chill in their hearts, they hastily bid farewell to Lord Kazekage and walked out.

  Two people who were somewhat uneasy did not notice at all that when they passed by Iruka standing at the door, a number of almost invisible fine grains of Guardian Sand quietly stuck to the clothes of the two Anbu.

  The village of the sand ninjas was originally very windy and sandy, who wouldn't have some sand stuck to their clothes, a few more grains wouldn't make a difference, would they?

  More than a month later, a report appeared in Fengying's hand. A sudden loss of control by Yonko Kaido resulted in the death of two members of the Dark Department.

  However, those things have nothing to do with Ruo Can anymore. Ruo Can is also unclear about these matters. The injuries caused by the Sand Ninja's Dark Department had been forgotten by Ruo Can long after they healed.

  "Isn't it about time?"

  The blood-colored crystal that Ruo Zan was playing with in his hand, under the reflection of the sunset, emitted a faint glow, dyeing Ruo Zan's robes with a hint of dark red, making it seem as if they had been soaked in fresh blood.