When people are in Konoha, everyone awakens their past life memories

Kankuro glared at Gaara with angry eyes.

Kankuro disappeared.

Temari's figure appeared next to Gaara.

Temari, who was four years older than him, had blond hair and four braids on the back of her head. She helped Gaara up with a smile on her face.

"Sister..." Gaara said timidly.

The smile on Temari's face disappeared at this moment.

She pushed Gaara down violently.

Bow down.

He stared at Gaara with a condescending look: "Please don't call me sister, I don't want to admit that I have a brother like you! Not long ago, when you partially transformed into a tailed beast in Sunagakure Village, were there any of the people you killed? You are my companion in the ninja school. If we can be together, I would rather trade your life for theirs!"

"I'm sorry, sister!" Gaara looked up.

The look in Temari's eyes was full of deep guilt.

Tears flowed uncontrollably from his eyes.

Gaara kept saying apologies to Temari.

I hope Temari can forgive her.

Temari was speechless.

Looking at him blankly.

His eyes were cold.

Temperament is cold.

Gaara kept apologizing.

As he was talking, he suddenly burst into tears uncontrollably.

"I just know how to cry! Can your crying save the lives of the people of Sunagakure Village who were killed by you? Gaara, you have disappointed me so much. It would have been better if your mother had not given birth to you. If you hadn't How wonderful it would be to exist in this world..."

Temari's cold words echoed in Gaara's ears.

Temari's figure gradually disappeared.

The boundless dark space was filled with the sound of Gaara wailing.

Tears streamed down Gaara's cheeks.

"I don't want to come to this world at all, I don't want to become a humanoid tailed beast weapon, I don't want to kill my mother, and I don't want to kill the people of Sunagakure Village, but... I can't control myself... "

"I don't want to live at all!"

Countless amounts of sand spread out from Gaara's body.

Haunting around Gaara.

Forming a handful of sharp kunai.

Swish! ! !

A handful of sand condensed into my kunai, and it stabbed Gaara's body fiercely and quickly.

forehead.

eyes.

neck.

chest.

Gaara controlled these kunai, which were condensed from sand, and quickly shot at the parts of his body, all of which were fatal.

but.

Haven't touched his body yet.

A large piece of sand spread from the skin.

A bowl-shaped cover is formed to block the kunai formed by the condensation of sand.

Repeat several times.

Still the same.

"Why can't I get hurt?"

"Why can't I die!"

"Why does this sand in my body always prevent me from committing suicide!"

"I'm eager to play with my peers in the village."

"I don't want to live at all, I want to die!"

"Why should I come to this cruel world and become a sinner who only knows how to harm people!"

The boundless dark space was filled with Gaara's roaring voice.

Tears covered Gaara's face.

Gaara's expression was one of sadness.

Icy.

despair.

Suddenly.

A pair of hands hugged Gaara from his back.

A warm feeling swept through Gaara's body.

Gaara bowed his head.

Looking at these familiar hands, he immediately understood who was holding him behind him.

"Uncle, is that you?"

"it's me."

Yashamaru's voice sounded behind him.

warmth.

Comfortable.

Yashamaru held Gaara in his arms.

"Gaara, it's no big deal. The evil things you do are out of your control. I can understand you. Your heart is far less vicious than your behavior seems. In my eyes, you He’s a kind kid.”