Standing behind Miki Yūya was none other than Gaara of Sunagakure!
Gaara, Kankuro, and Temari of Sunagakure had all taken part in this mission to retrieve Sasuke. The three had been able to come to Konoha because Tsunade was working to restore the alliance with Sunagakure.
But the instant Miki Yūya recognized the newcomer, his anger doubled. Motherfucker. Back during the Konoha Crush Plan, I chewed out that useless old Third Hokage and pelted Orochimaru with rocks.
Everyone involved in the Konoha Crush Plan, whether they were Konoha ninja or Otogakure ninja, had been put through the wringer.
Only the Sunagakure crowd had never shown their faces. They had slipped away after the Konoha Crush Plan, and now they actually dared to come back? What else is there to say? It's been ages, but I'll make up for what I didn't do back then right fucking now.
During the Konoha Crush Plan, Orochimaru had disguised himself as Fourth Kazekage Rasa and joined forces with ninja from Sunagakure and Otogakure to launch a full-scale invasion of Konoha.
Although Orochimaru had been the mastermind, Sunagakure had also fought outside the village. That debt had never been settled!
A son paying his father's debts was only right.
Because the Third Hokage was a useless old fool, Konohamaru had been getting vicious beatings from Miki Yūya all along. And wasn't Sunagakure's involvement in the plan also because the Fourth Kazekage was useless enough to get himself killed?
Whichever way he looked at it, Gaara, Fourth Kazekage Rasa's own son, really ought to pay up.
"Well, well, if it isn't the son of that useless Kazekage Rasa?"
"What? Your father's dead, so you came all the way to Konoha to look for him?"
Gaara's previously calm pupils suddenly contracted. His brows knitted tightly, and the sand around him began to tremble faintly.
What he hated most was people bringing up that cold-blooded, heartless father of his.
And Miki Yūya's tone and gaze disgusted him.
But he couldn't attack. He had come to Konoha this time to repair relations with the village.
"I have nothing to do with that man. I don't have a father like that."
Gaara spoke through gritted teeth.
Ever since his birth, he had been nothing more than a living weapon Rasa used to prepare for war. He had never experienced even a shred of fatherly love.
Someone like Rasa didn't deserve to be a father, much less the village's Kage!
Hearing Gaara's words, Miki Yūya grinned.
"Oh? You don't have a father like that? Then just say you don't have a father."
"Basically, you're a fatherless bastard."
Boom!
The yellow sand around Gaara surged violently, his killing intent almost taking physical form.
He clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white. The viciousness he had finally managed to suppress teetered on the brink of breaking loose, and a flash of crimson crossed his eyes.
Holding back his towering fury, he let out a hoarse growl, each word distinct.
"Someone like Rasa... didn't deserve to be my father, or Sunagakure's Kazekage."
"Is that so?"
Miki Yūya's eyes were full of mockery.
"I thought you were an orphan with no father or mother, which was why the whole village treated you like a monster everyone despised."
"So you actually had parents all along?"
"I also heard you went around killing villagers in Sunagakure when you were little. You've got plenty of innocent people's blood on your hands, don't you?"
"Who knew even a murderer had parents to bring him into the world?"
"A monster like you, with blood all over his hands, dares to stroll right into Konoha? Who gave you the nerve?"
[Ding! Conqueror's Haki +13] [Ding! Conqueror's Haki +12]
The badly wounded Kidomaru and Tayuya watched from behind, their scalps prickling. Gritting their teeth, they dragged themselves along the ground, hoping to get away from these two lunatics.
Gaara was a bloodthirsty lunatic, while Miki Yūya was a complete piece of shit. By comparison, the two of them seemed more like normal people.
Faced with Miki Yūya's words, Gaara forced himself to endure and suppressed the urge inside him.
"Not talking? Gone mute?"
Miki Yūya was just about to look down for a rock when he noticed that, somehow, bits of stone had already appeared in his palm.
Miki Yūya froze on the spot.
"The fuck?"
"Where did this troublemaker's signature weapon come from? Who slipped it into my hand?"
He glanced around. The area was empty. There was nobody there.
Shit, did I leave auto-loot on?
That works too!
Fine, whatever.
I've got a prop in my hand. Might as well throw it!
"You murderous monster!"
"I'm asking you a question! Are you mute?"
"You damned mute, you think you deserve to come to Konoha and ask for directions?"
"Get the hell back to your muddy shithole in Sunagakure. Don't stand here being an eyesore."
As the words left his mouth, Miki Yūya snapped his wrist!
Whoosh-!
Wrapped in a faint layer of Armament Haki, the stone tore through the air straight toward Gaara's face.
Gaara gritted his teeth and glared viciously at Miki Yūya.
He had only been chasing a Rogue Ninja and stopped to ask for directions along the way.
Instead, the man in front of him had unleashed a torrent of insults.
And now he was actually throwing a rock at his face?!
Since when did the Shinobi World have such unreasonable troublemakers?!
Furious as he was, Gaara still held himself back. There was no need to get angry at these villagers.
As the rock hurtled toward him, the sand on Gaara's body moved to defend him, covering his skin.
But in the very next second!
"Bang!!"
The rock struck his forehead, producing an explosive crack in the air around it.
Crack!!
A sharp series of brittle cracks suddenly rang out!
The stone coated in Armament Haki smashed straight through the sand covering Gaara's body.
Thud!
A solid hit.
The stone struck Gaara squarely in the center of his forehead.
[Ding! Armament Haki +9]
A streak of crimson blood instantly trickled down between his brows, only to be covered by sand a moment later.
Gaara trembled violently, the killing intent in his eyes surging. But the humiliation of having stood there showing off instead of dodging forced him to hold that murderous urge down.
He stared hard at Miki Yūya, nearly grinding his teeth to pieces, then turned to leave. There was no reason to get tangled up with a troublemaker like this.
Yet as he turned, Gaara still drew a deep breath. He could endure people insulting Rasa, but his mother was innocent.
"I'm not a monster without parents."
"I had a mother. My mother... passed away the moment she gave birth to me."
After saying that, he turned, preparing to endure the pain and leave.
He didn't want to provoke a conflict between the two nations for no reason. Even now, he was still holding himself back.
But Gaara had barely taken two steps when Miki Yūya's voice came from behind him again.
"Oh? Your mom died as soon as you were born?"
"So you're just a premature placenta nobody wanted?"
"No wonder you're so twisted, and the whole village despises you as a monster. You never finished developing."
Boom-!!!
The last shred of reason shattered completely!
Placenta!
That single word utterly crushed every boundary and scrap of reason Gaara had left.
The seal on him instantly collapsed as well, its defenses breached completely.
But Shukaku didn't immediately emerge, because he was stunned too. Holy Sage of Six Paths!
There are pieces of shit like this in the Shinobi World? Is there any hope left for it?
Yet now, even if Shukaku didn't want to come out, he had no choice.
"Aaaaaah-!!!"
Gaara's agonized, pent-up roar tore out of his throat!
His mental power forcibly drew out Shukaku's strength.
An enormous hand of sand blasted up from the ground. The surrounding earth shattered, and yellow sand obscured the entire battlefield in an instant.
"I'll kill you-die!! Die!!"
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