Naruto: The hardworking model who realizes his dream is actually the white moonlight of the ninja wo

"It's almost time."

"Get ready, Yashamaru."

"You must know what you value and what you should do."

Yashamaru sincerely hoped that Lord Kazekage would shut up.

Ever since seeing Lord Kazekage's pug image last time, Yashamaru's rebellious heart has been beating wildly in his body.

Where is the heroic and majestic Fourth Kazekage?

He's just a coward you can find anywhere.

But Yashamaru could only think about these words in his heart.

As for how to do it and what to do, he still has to listen to Lord Fengying.

So the young man bowed slightly, his movements and tone full of respect.

"Yes, Lord Kazekage."

Does he still have any attachment to the world?

The opportunity is gone, right?

Both his parents are dead, and even his only sister is no longer alive.

The final blood connection and spiritual sustenance were also marked with the mark of the One-Tail Jinchuriki.

It was the One-Tail who killed himself and Gaara's relatives.

Yashamaru slowly moved towards his residence. It had been more than half a month since he last saw 000.

Don’t say what you shouldn’t say, and don’t do what you shouldn’t do.

What is frightening him? What is threatening him?

Yashamaru himself didn't know.

He is not even afraid of death, so what can threaten him now?

There is only one possibility left.

But Yashamaru didn't want to admit it.

Gaara is actually a very cute child.

Although he is a bit of a loner and usually doesn't like to talk to others - Yashamaru prefers to attribute it to shyness.

Children are like a blank sheet of paper, they know nothing and understand nothing.

There is a monster hidden in my body, and others will treat Gaara as a monster.

This is understandable.

The Jinchūriki in every village receive the same treatment.

Most Jinchūriki are pathetic.

It's normal to have some personality problems.

Even if he is the son of the Fourth Kazekage, so what?

Gaara couldn't make any friends in the village. No children were willing to play with him - even the children didn't want to, let alone the adults who already had prejudices against him.

His older brothers and sisters were also unwilling to get close to him - they always felt that if it weren't for this younger brother, their mother would not have died.

Children’s values ​​are so pure that it is scary that they can be easily tainted by just a few words.

"They are obviously father and son, but do they have to go this far?"

Yashamaru placed his hand on the door of his home, but another hand stopped him.

"Now, do you have time?"

Yashamaru turned his head stiffly, and what appeared in front of the young man was a boy with black hair and white eyes.

who is it?

Is he Gaara's friend with whom he has become increasingly close recently?

Or is it the 000 I saw that day?

Obviously, Yashamaru's luck is not very good.

The boy was not wearing a red cloud and black robe today, but a pure white kimono.

Few people in the Kingdom of Wind dress like this.

With flying sand and rocks, white clothes can turn into completely unrelated colors in half a day.

The reason why there is yellow everywhere here is not because people like yellow.

Only yellow is available.

Even the daimyo has to be prepared to turn into a minion when he goes out.

But the young man in front of him was dressed in glowing white.

The clothes are white and the skin is almost white.

It was a completely different feeling from the day we first met.

The opposite of black is white.

The opposite of black people are white people.

At first glance, the former can only be given an unknown score.

The so-called world-class mercenary organization is indeed far ahead in clothing.

You can tell at first glance that he is not a good person.

But this man is different.

At least it's different now.

You can feel the difference just at first glance.

The sand and stones could not leave any marks on the boy's body, and it was obvious that he was protected by chakra.

What kind of ninja would use chakra for something like this?

Only those who have enough chakra and possess superb chakra control skills can achieve this.

White eyes, white skin, long dark brown hair - plus a peaceful appearance that makes people feel happy when they see it.

A very special person.

Just the 000 tattoo on his neck breaks it all.

"Yes...there is time..."

He is someone who is as good-looking as Nora.

But they have a different aura.

The other party must have come here with some purpose.

Yashamaru opened the door carefully.

The host's etiquette is effective at all times.

"If you don't mind, please come in..."

000 nodded and walked in naturally.

It seemed as if he had been here countless times and was familiar with everything here.

The position of the threshold, the placement of the coffee table, and where the guests should sit.

All of 000's movements were standard and flawless.

But it always made Yashamaru feel strange.

000It is clearly the action of visiting a stranger for the first time, but in the details, in accordance with etiquette, it is...

It's so discordant.

But the opponent was 000 after all, so Yashamaru chose to swallow his anger.

Being a failure is not a temporary thing, but a lifelong one.

"It's just rough tea, please forgive me."

Yashamaru was holding a brown plate - it was brought by Konoha's merchants when they visited the Wind Kingdom before.

Black wood lacquer is considered a rare commodity in the entire Kingdom of Wind.

This was my sister's favorite wooden plate back then, but now no one knows what's so good about it.

It's so different that I can't even tell how things and people have changed.

But the man in front of him could notice that this thing was different with just a glance - not everyone, even those from Konoha, knew that.

The tea bowl was put down in front of 000, and Yashamaru turned around and walked towards his seat.

But his eyes were already filled with tears.

Although 000 said nothing.

But he just understood.

My sister's favorite thing that she had hidden for many years--000's eyes when he looked at the plate were exactly the same as the one of the merchant who sold the plate at that time!

I can't say I love it, I just admire its value.

And, the feeling that valuable things can have a good home.

But after selling the plates, the businessman was confused about the future:

"This is bound to be a plate of ups and downs."

"But this is not a bad thing - whether it is a good thing or not will only be known in the future."

000 gave the answer.

"It's very rare to see a plate of this quality being brought out."

He said this while taking a sip of tea.

"Most people would keep it, wouldn't they?"

000 shook his head.

"It's just for collecting dust."

"On the contrary, it would be a good thing to take it out and use it."

His expression was so indifferent that Yashamaru couldn't tell whether he liked it or not.

Should be... approval?

Yashamaru didn't know.

But Yashamaru was a little happy.

000 No matter what you do, it's always the same expression.

Be it threats, dog training, or even the conversations that could now be considered casual chats, he showed an indifferent expression.

It was as if he was a dying man who would die heroically after doing this thing - in other words, nothing could attract his attention.

It is obvious that he will die soon and will soon be "sacrificed" as a chess piece!

He couldn't have just one expression on his face - that couldn't be ruled out because they met too infrequently.

"This is my sister's relic..."

Yashamaru's tears disappeared before 000 saw them.

"Today, the... uh, black and white one, isn't here?"

The monster didn't seem to be following 000 - was that their joint action just a coincidence?

"You mean him?"

000 was about to get to the point when he was interrupted by Yashamaru's question. He put down the teacup and hooked his finger towards the empty space beside him.

That action is no different from barking at a dog.

"I'm here. Do you miss me so much after just one day of not seeing me?"

"Yashamaru-san."

000 waved his hand again, making the monster disappear.

"I'm sorry, but the people around me are either fools or crazy."

"There's something wrong with my brain."

"Please don't mind."

This 000 is quite polite.

"I need your time, but I have something to ask of you."

Yashamaru listened quietly - but his intuition told him that this matter was most likely related to Gaara.

"Earlier, the Fourth Kazekage, Rasa, should have asked you for help."

"I won't go into too much detail, I'll just say it directly."

The boy's pure white eyes stared straight ahead motionlessly.

But there was nothing in the focus of the boy's sight.

The focus of attention was subtly shifted from where Yashamaru was.

When I was in Fengying's office before, the distance was long, the time was short - and I was not calm in my heart.

It was clearly not the case that such detail could be noticed.

And now, Yashamaru noticed.

I finally found the reason for the discomfort I felt when I entered the door.

Is it because the stranger is familiar with your home?

No, at least not entirely.

Every step the boy took didn't seem to be seen with his eyes.

But moving forward relying on memory.

The owner of the Byakugan - at least the Byakugan itself - is known for his outstanding strength.

But how can this be considered a display of outstanding strength?

Even if he is not blind, he should be quite nearsighted.

Yashamaru could only guess but didn't dare to ask.

So he listened quietly, listened in silence, and listened bored.

000’s appeal is simple.

It's really about Gaara.

There is also a section about Kazekage.

In summary, it is to avoid Shukaku's appearance as much as possible.

One tail will go berserk soon.

But there is a reason for Yiwei's madness.

000's request is to find out the cause and stop it.

But, what other reason could there be?

Isn’t it just Kazekage-sama’s decision?

On the other side of the Sand Village, there was another person who was confused.

Nora is missing.

Gaara was sitting at home, holding a toy.

His older brothers and sisters didn't really like being with him, but they liked Nora.

But even if Nora was dragged away by Temari and Kankuro, he would calm them down after a few minutes, return to his side, and do what he had not done before.

Even Yashamaru could rarely do this.

"Can you be my friend?"

Gaara had been saving this question and had not asked it yet.

What are friends?

Even if it’s Nora, doesn’t he feel that friends of the same age are better?

Even Gaara himself could sense his lack of security.

But when I woke up in the morning, I knocked on the door of the next room out of habit.

But the expected person was nowhere to be seen.

Nora rarely goes out.

Sometimes I can even stay at home for a whole day - as long as Gaara doesn't take Nora out on his own initiative.

"Where's Nora-nii-san?"

Gaara hasn't been to his brother and sister's room for a long time.

My elder sister Temari was wearing new clothes that she had just bought yesterday and waving a small fan in her hand.

"Who knows? Maybe he has his own business?"

"Or maybe I'm tired of you."

My elder sister Temari's tongue is always sharp, just like her hair.

But there was a strange tenderness in places that Gaara couldn't detect.

"Why don't you go out and look for him? Maybe he'll be willing to come back with you."

She would never fundamentally deny Gaara's social skills - her previous speculation was just what Temari really thought.

Can the younger brother feel the care from her?

It does not matter!

She doesn't care about her brother...well, just a little bit.

Looking at the child's dejected back as he left, Temari quietly put down the folding fan in her hand.

Brother Nora, actually she likes him quite a bit too.

It's not because of that Gaara guy!

If I look for it a little bit, I think Kankuro won't find me!

Gaara's next target is Kankuro's room.

This brother has loved puppets since he was a child - even now as a child, he can make his own puppets.

The smell of sawdust wafted out as soon as the door was opened.

Vegetation is scarce in the Kingdom of Wind, and all timber must be imported from surrounding areas.

And the vast majority of them come from the friendly neighboring country, the Fire Nation.

Especially Konoha Village, which is simply a plant paradise.

Puppetry is said to be a traditional skill of the Sand Village.

But in reality, there are probably not many things that can be learned.

The wood consumption alone is not a small amount.

But I'm afraid Gaara will never encounter such difficulties in his life.

My brother's room is always full of sawdust.

What are the benefits?

That is, the sawdust couldn't choke him.

The so-called mother's protection can also play a role in small details like this.

"Kankuro..."

Gaara just called Kankuro's name before his brother waved him away.

"Go away, can't you see I'm busy?"

The child is still young and has no shocking attack power.

Thanks to this, Kankuro was able to talk to Gaara so normally.

After Shura is born, these people will be the next faces.

It’s just that the time is not right now - people value their lives after all.

"But..."

But Kankuro still didn't dare to say anything harsh.

He had actually seen Gaara controlling sand on a large scale.

For example, the day I brought Nora back.

Even though Gaara was a little tired at the beginning, it was terrifying enough that he could do this.

"terribly sorry!"

As the saying goes, don't hit someone with a smiling face.

He, Kanjiurang, is flexible and adaptable!

A little scary, but not much.

Kankuro was taller than Gaara, and he used his body to force the child back to the door and grabbed the door handle with one hand.

"I really have something to do now, please go back!"

Kankuro spoke word by word, his whole speech full of dissatisfaction mixed with timidity.

What's wrong with being timid! Being timid is not a sin!

But we have to drive them away!

He was afraid, but if Gaara stayed a little longer, he would give in and ask his brother what problem he had encountered.

But if I do that, Temari will definitely find out!

This would be like a traitor being caught in the act - given Temari's bad temper, there's no telling how she'll scold him in the next few months!

At this time, we must never let our guard down.

"Please! Go! Back!"

The door was slammed shut, and the red-haired boy holding the toy was locked out.

Rejected again...

It's absolutely impossible to say I'm not sad...

Never mind! So what! He can go find it himself!

Even though Nora was missing, Gaara did not panic or collapse as he had expected.

Sure, sure, in a few minutes...

Nora will appear on his own.

Just like after being taken away by Temari and Kankuro.

It won't be long before he comes back to find me.

When I see Nora, I must tell him this time.

"Will you be my friend?"

The boy practiced repeatedly and stepped out of the house without Yashamaru accompanying him.

It's a shame that Yashamaru has something to do today.

Otherwise, you can look for it together with Yashamaru.

But Gaara is a good kid, he understands the difficulties of adults and Yashamaru.