"Gaara, only by staying alive can you have a future. Even if no one loves you, you must love yourself. Love begged for is too easily lost. When you stand at the top, countless people will rush to say they love you..."
A Luo sensed that his body was moving. He stood up, pressed down on Gaara's little red head, quickly finished speaking in his ear, then returned to his body.
As for whether Gaara could understand after hearing it, that was no longer something he could control.
[Host, shouldn't love received when one is weak be purer?]
Once A Luo had returned to his body without disrupting the course of events, the system complained that its host was bullying an innocent child.
System, the point I was making was that love is not something you should seek by begging. Love prayed for is already inferior from the start. Besides, even if you beg, you may not get it.
Back in his body, A Luo chatted with the system while grabbing Kimimaro's shoulder. He kicked off the wall with the tip of his foot, and the two of them leaped out of the collapsing house.
Beneath the crumbling wreckage, a blade of green grass rapidly sank down and burrowed deep underground.
It was Zetsu—the Black and White Zetsu.
He had no idea what Zetsu was trying to do, but since he had shown up, he would have to take some of the blame for Gaara's rampage today.
"A blade of grass! A very strange blade of grass!"
Kimimaro carried A Luo as they continued running across the rooftops, while A Luo pointed behind them and shouted that there was a blade of grass there.
By the time Sunagakure's ninja arrived and searched the area, they found nothing.
However,