Naruto: If I ask you to kill Sasuke, you will become a succubus?

The best way to make someone let down his guard against you is to make him think he knows your secret and that he knows you very well.

But you have to act ignorant of this.

When you don't know that your secret has been exposed, you are most like prey that will fall into a trap as soon as the other party initiates the hunt.

The book says that the best hunters often appear as prey.

When Gaara and I left the memory world, I couldn't hold on and fell to my knees.

Although I was going to pretend that I had no idea that Gaara had read my memories, this was not a show of weakness.

This is the most expensive time I've ever used this ability.

Previously I had watched other people’s memories, but this time I had to choose and relive six years of memories myself.

I covered my eyes with a splitting headache and felt like the world was spinning. Fortunately, I didn't feel any liquid oozing out of my palms, so there shouldn't be any bleeding, so it's not a big problem.

But...what are the results?

I frowned, trying to regain my alert posture, opened my eyes and looked at Gaara opposite me.

To the outside world, we were only stunned for a second, but his mind had already gained six years of memories.

It's just... this is my first time trying this method. Pure memory, in the face of reality, is it vulnerable, or...

"Gaara?"

Kankuro-sama called him again hesitantly.

When Gaara looked into my Sharingan, Kankuro and Temari's eyes were on him. Now that I have closed my Sharingan, they didn't even notice the change in that instant.

Gaara slowly walked towards me. I barely raised my arms and held the kunai tightly in front of me, but Gaara's figure appeared double in front of me, and my temples were swollen, making me feel indescribable nausea and want to retch.

Just as he was about to step into my attack range, Gaara stopped at the edge.

He looked at me, and I took the opportunity to take a deep breath and adjust my state. Perhaps it was because we had coexisted for too long in my memory. At this moment, watching him separate from me and standing alone "outside" of me, I could no longer feel his thoughts like breathing, just like a mermaid who could breathe freely underwater evolved into a human, and then was thrown into the deep sea again, unable to absorb oxygen and could only suffocate.

Gaara looked at Sasuke who was still unconscious beside me.

"That Uchiha Sasuke is so embarrassed... Who did you meet before?"

I could tell that his tone was a little different from before, and he seemed to be consciously pretending to be the same as before.

His voice was deliberately cold, but there was also a noticeable softness in it.

"Naruto and you have separated."

——He didn’t care why Sasuke became like this, who we met, or that Naruto was in our group.

Has he changed?

But to be on the safe side, I have to pretend that I know nothing about this.

I didn't have to put any extra effort into controlling my expression, because my distress was completely genuine: "...What?"

Gaara squatted down and looked at me, his green eyes that had been filled with murderous intent before now seemed peaceful and quiet.

"do not you remember?"

"Remember...what?"

"You invaded my memory."

"That's right...but you found me soon." I lied, "Then your mother showed up...she took you over and said something, and then she kicked me out!"

Gaara was stunned.

"You...? She..."

He fell silent again.

Of course, he looked very strange and abnormal. Temari and Kankuro-sama looked at each other and looked like they thought he was possessed by a ghost.

Kankuro-sama was in doubt and asked, "Gaara, are you under a genjutsu?"

Temari had already grasped the large fan behind her with her backhand: "Mom? Have you seen Mom?"

"Don't make noise." Gaara didn't turn around, "I'm thinking."

He lowered his head and thought for a moment, then raised his head and looked at me again: "Don't you know anything..."

Fine grains of sand began to form around Sasuke and I, and I widened my eyes, ready to use my Sharingan to twist fate once again, despite the consequences of exhausting my strength.

But the gravel passed me, went around my back, and lifted Sasuke up.

I:"?"

"Walk."

I looked at Gaara blankly: "Let's go...?"

Gaara stood up and looked at me with his arms folded: "How long can you fight three against one with Uchiha Sasuke, a burden, if you encounter attacks from other groups?"

"Our companions will find us soon."

"Yeah." Gaara said calmly, "He will find you by my side."

"What exactly do you want to do?"

Gaara lowered his eyes, and a circle of fine sand condensed into a hand, which he opened in front of me, palm out towards me, motioning for me to hold it.

“I want to pass this test.”

I saw behind him, Temari and Kankuro-sama both looked like they had seen a ghost.

I hesitantly placed my hand on the hand of sand, and it pulled me up from the ground.

It was only then that I felt relieved, certain that Gaara would not attack us again.

Gaara suddenly asked again: "You don't remember anything?"

Before I could say anything, Kankuro-sama slowly approached, "I-Gaara…what's wrong with you?"

Temari looked at me warily: "Did this guy do anything to you?"

"Her jutsu is very interesting." Gaara said without mentioning my Sharingan, "It made me see...some things."

Temari frowned and asked, "What is it?"

"Things about when I was born, things about my mother."

Temari: “!”

Kankuro: “!”

Temari said anxiously: "This may be a conspiracy of the enemy..."

"No."

Kankuro asked puzzledly, "Why are you so sure?"

Gaara looked at me again. If I really didn't know anything at the moment, I would be frightened by his look.

Because that was a look that seemed to see through me completely.

He said as if he knew everything: "I just know it."

No one would reveal their most dangerous and deepest secrets if they wanted to deceive him.

I could guess he would think so, but who could have guessed?

Gaara carried Sasuke forward, and I followed behind, supported by a sand hand.

Temari and Kankuro-sama would cast strange, scrutinizing glances at me from time to time, and for a moment I was a little confused as to whether Sasuke and I were hostages or friends protected by Gaara.

Does he... consider Sasuke and I as friends?

So my memory…changed him?

He has been feeling inside my "body" for six years. Even if he doesn't consider him his own friend, he is definitely someone he is familiar with.

In their memories, they smiled at him, were gentle to him, and spent countless happy days with him through my body. Can the bond between me and them make him feel that someone is with him?

Could his loneliness...be reduced a little?

Gaara suddenly turned and looked at me.

I was taken aback.

"You've been looking at me."

"how do you know?"

He clearly had his back to me.

"Your sight... is like my sight. I know where you are looking."

Kankuro and Lady Temari's expressions became even weirder.

Human power is divided into two types: physical and spiritual. If the spirits are integrated for a long time, it is not impossible for telepathy similar to that of twins to appear.

but……

"impossible."

"Why isn't it possible?"

"It doesn't make sense that only you can feel me..."

"Can't you feel me?"

“I can’t feel it at all.”

"..."

As soon as I finished speaking, I suddenly felt a heavy sense of disappointment when facing Gaara's silence.

Gaara looked at me, his expression clearly didn't change, but I felt like my heart was like a fish thrown onto the shore, gradually suffering from lack of oxygen and suffocation.

"I had friends briefly, but lost them all in an instant."

The fish stared at the sky with its empty eyes, struggling in vain, its mouth opening and closing, but it could not breathe.

"They've never even been in my life."

I can even see the fireworks of Wave Country right before my eyes.

When Bai and I were floating in the ocean of night, I seemed no longer to be alone. It seemed that there was someone always by my side. We held each other's hands tightly, as if we would never be separated.

And the dream about me and Sasuke.

In the photo taken on Sasuke's birthday and placed on the cupboard, there is a red-haired boy between Sasuke and me.

And when Naruto and I were hugging each other tightly, Gaara seemed to be hugging us as well.

The three of us said unwaveringly, "We are the best friends in the world."

This is not how I feel…

In the memory world, when Gaara experienced all of this in my memory, he and I were from the same perspective. But now, these feelings are all the separate feelings of a third party.

This is how Gaara feels.