Want to Sleep?

Rasa was exhausted, but he could not rest at all.

This prison had been specially set up with a formation. As soon as he fell asleep, yellow sand would blow directly at him within three minutes.

The yellow sand was extremely sharp. Being struck by it was agonizingly painful and could wake Rasa instantly.

Rasa really wanted to sleep, but he simply could not.

He regretted it now—regretted it deeply. He regretted sealing Shukaku inside himself.

But what was done was done. Now that he had become a Jinchuriki, he would never be able to separate from Shukaku for the rest of his life.

Rasa desperately wanted to know why Gaara had survived after Shukaku had been extracted from him.

Unfortunately, Zen Kong was already dead, so no one knew the answer.

With Shukaku constantly spewing trash talk, Rasa's mental state quickly became increasingly agitated.

"Shut up, idiot! You're already sealed inside me, so behave yourself and listen!"

In Rasa's eyes, Shukaku was nothing more than a tool. He naturally felt no reverence toward the Tailed Beast, only annoyance.

"Ha ha ha ha ha..."

Shukaku's shrill laughter rang out, full of mockery.

"What the hell are you to order me around? Once I find a chance to get out, you'll be the first one I kill!"

"You'll never get out for the rest of your life!" Rasa shouted angrily.

But Shukaku no longer spoke to him. Instead, he resumed spewing trash talk.

"I'll kill you all! Kill you all!"

"Ha ha ha ha..."

After Senyo had forcibly imprisoned Shukaku for two years, Shukaku had accumulated immense resentment and an endless supply of trash talk.

He was even showing signs of insanity. Rasa merely had a poor mental state; he was completely different from a lunatic, so naturally, he could not