"Ahhh, sob, sob..."
After Soji said that the sand was his mother's power and did not belong to Shukaku, Gaara finally could not hold himself together any longer.
He first cried out loudly, then let out sobs that were both joyful and painful.
Tears streamed down his face without stopping.
Since the day he was born, Gaara had been searching for an answer: did his mother truly love him? Today, he had finally learned the truth from the mouth of this stranger, Soji!
Ever since his uncle told him that his mother had died harboring hatred toward him, and that the name Gaara meant he was a demon who loved only himself—
Gaara had always felt that he was unnecessary in this world, that no one loved him.
His father wanted to kill him, his uncle betrayed him, and his older brother and sister feared him.
Gaara had even prepared himself to live like that for the rest of his life, but today, everything had changed!
It turned out that his mother had loved him deeply!
Shukaku did not possess the ability to control sand, yet Gaara had been able to manipulate sand freely from birth. Whenever someone attacked him, even if he had no time to defend himself, the sand would automatically protect him.
And his mother had possessed the ability to control sand.
Was that not enough to prove everything?
After all, if his mother had hated him, why would she have left behind power to protect him before she died?
Thus, Gaara's tears held joy because he had finally received the answer he had longed for, and pain because he had learned the truth only after so long—and from an outsider!
It truly was a kind of irony.
At the same time, Gaara understood why his father