[Comprehensive] Misfortune

Not to mention what Gaara, who was holding Sakurai Tamako, was thinking, but Oizumi Osamu was in a bad mood.

Yuko Sakurai wanted to torture him.

He broke a leg, and Yuko Sakurai wanted to add more pain to him.

It turned out that Sakurai Yuko not only wanted to kill him, but also tortured him.

It was a betrayal, a sad betrayal beyond doubt.

Oizumi didn't hate, he didn't even have anger, but he was so sad that he had never been so sad, only when Sakurai Yuko decided to leave him before.

Oizumi was in a trance and wanted to ask Sakurai Yuko why he treated him like this, but suddenly he seemed to have a flash of inspiration, enlightened, Oizumi shook his body, and felt that he understood everything, so he looked at Sakurai Yuko with eyes full of Unbelievable look.

That look meant that Oizumi would never accept that.

Is he the one who is wrong?

Did he deserve all of this?

He gave Sakurai Yuko so many things, even the country and life are willing to give with both hands, why can't he get what he wants from Sakurai Yuko?

Can't it?

why?

Is it wrong to love someone?

I just love a person, this person is like a flower that will never wither, blooming beautifully forever.

What's wrong with me being attracted by such a delicate flower?

That's right.

It's not my fault.

If you want to blame it, you can blame fate for telling me to be born in this world as this kind of person. If you want to blame it, you can blame fate for making me a famous name above ten thousand people.

That's right, it's not my fault, it's fate.

To be a man, you have to accept your fate!

Oizumi, consciously blessed to see through the truth, endured the pain and pulled the corner of his mouth. The sweat from his forehead condensed and slid into his eyes. He closed his eyes in pain, and opened them again, seeing that Yuko Sakurai had shaken off. Gaara held a Senbon again in Gaara's hand, looking for a place to pierce him.

Oizumi couldn't wait to share the truth with Sakurai, whom he knew would listen to him.

That's right.

The person Sakurai Yuko should hate is not him, but herself, so it is useless to hurt him, and killing him will only increase troubles.

Sakurai Yuko will come back to him.

"No...it's not like that! Miss Yuzi, listen to me," Oizumi tried to smile more naturally and sincerely, "Is it wrong to love you? Answer me, Xiaoyu, I love you, this Is something wrong?"

Sakurai Yuko put down her hands, raised her eyes to appreciate Oizumi's ugly appearance, "No, there is nothing wrong."

You are looking for death, where did you go wrong?

She wasn't interested in asking Oizumi what he wanted to say, but she knew that even if she didn't ask, Oizumi would say it.

She really wanted to see how Oizumi tried his best and shamelessly to save her life. She really wanted to see how Oizumi would stop her when her life was gradually disappearing.

It was so much fun.

Humans are such stupid creatures.

The more they can't grasp the unobtainable existence, the more they yearn for it, and even death can't stop their footsteps.

Human beings generally call these beautiful things like "dreams" and "goals", as if in this way, their desires will appear cleaner and brighter, less selfish and disgusting.

Maybe it's the way of internal friction of this group.Sakurai Yuko thought with great interest.

Because there are more and more human beings and the resources are divided away. If this continues, they will all perish one day. Therefore, such a pair of self-abuse chromosomes are placed in the genes. To die, to make way for others.

It's okay.

No need to bother.

I can help you.

Well……

"That's right, it's not clear, don't you say the same? Love is something more mysterious than death, and there's no reason to talk about it. I met you, I fell in love with you. You, this is all unreasonable and cannot be defined by simple right or wrong."

after all……

"My Yuzi, you obviously know it, why do you hate me?"

This is my dream.

"Don't hate me, it's not my fault, can't I make you happy? Can't you be happy with me? Come on, let go of the rope, and I'll take you back..."

Indeed, someone helped Oizumi loosen the rope. Oizumi, who was trying to persuade Sakurai Yuko, was caught off guard and fell into the mud. Sakurai Yuko turned around and saw Sasuke Uchiha, who was described as neat, and Naruto Uzumaki, who had a bruised nose and a bandaged face. .

"Hey! Miss Yuko, Sasuke and I are here to take the old man over there, can you please leave from Daimyo of the Land of Wind?"

Uchiha Sasuke approached slowly, he never looked at Sakurai Yuko, he looked at Gaara, he thought it would be better to hand over Sakurai Yuko to Uzumaki Naruto, who had a weak brain.

"Sasuke, please."

After Kakashi proposed this task, Nara Shikamaru said so on the way here.

Uchiha Sasuke is unwilling to recall Nara Shikamaru's expression now.

It was something that would scare human beings tormenting this young man with extraordinary intelligence.

He couldn't help asking why, he really didn't understand why, but he didn't get an answer, only got an inexplicable sentence.

"I gave up, I don't have enough strength, I'm not strong enough...she...I can't do it."

It's a pity that he came late, and because it was an urgent time, there was no chance to ask what happened before he came, so he could only come here in such a daze.

But Nara Shikamaru's anomaly still rang a tight bell for him, and besides, his mission obviously went against Sakurai Yuko's wishes... So, it's better to meet his opponent.

Uchiha Sasuke, who thought so, walked towards Gaara, "Our battle is not over yet, is it?"

Before Gaara could speak, Sakurai Yuko frowned and said, "Uchiha-kun, are you here to take away the name of the country of wind?"

"...Yes." Uchiha Sasuke, who was trying not to look at Sakurai Yuko, looked more serious.

Uzumaki Naruto, who was neglected, squeezed to Uchiha Sasuke in three steps and two steps. He was taken to the infirmary to bandage his wound after defeating Ningji Hinata just now. He missed the initial chaos, so what he did to Yuko Sakurai He still doesn't know anything about it, so, "Hey, Ms. Yuzi, why did you bring Daimyo from the Land of Wind? Is it because of this black eye?"

Oizumi, who originally raised a glimmer of hope, said, I shouldn't have illusions!

After spitting out a mouthful of light red saliva, Oizumi supported his upper body slightly with both hands, and said provocatively: "You still wear that innocent and ignorant skin as usual, Miss Yuzi."

"Miss Yuko" is a commonly used address in the world, and now it is rare for Oizumi to bring a hint of irony in his mouth, successfully attracting the attention of the four people present.

Uzumaki Naruto blinked, "Simple and ignorant skin?"

No one pays attention to Uzumaki Naruto, who is still unclear about the situation. Who knows whether the blond-haired, blue-eyed boy who seems to be careless has vented his anger on Oizumi because the ninjas from the Kingdom of the Wind invaded Konoha? What does it look like.

However, when she heard the words, Sakurai Yuko's eyelashes trembled slightly, her eyelids drooped, and the corners of her lips slowly raised. Somewhere, the battle caused a gust of wind, caressed lightly, and her hair fluttered lightly, the dark red that was loved by all the rays of light There is absolutely no trace of light in the eyes.

It’s not something that can be summed up simply by “eyes without eyes.” It’s a picture that is difficult to explain in words, like a darkness that no amount of light can illuminate. The long night is long, and the moonlight and stars come from here, but there is no way to return to it. .

"It's not my fault, Oizumi-sama."

Oizumi knew Sakurai Yuko's subtext, but he still wanted to force it out, because as long as he could delay a little longer, his chances of surviving would be higher.

"Let me guess, do you make them think that you are ignorant of the world, or are you being deceived? But even if these ninjas know your true face, they will be reluctant to kill you, even people like me who have read the beauty of the world It's hard to escape Miss Yuzi's cage, let alone those in the countryside..."

"Oizumi-sama, you can't do that. I'll get angry if you keep talking." Sakurai Yuko interrupted Oizumi's words leisurely.

Oizumi suddenly felt a little jealous, he tried his best to suppress this emotion, and said ironically: "Am I still afraid that someone who hates me will be angry with me?"

It is Sakurai Yuko's habit to talk back and forth, and she is willing to say that, but it doesn't mean she is willing to listen to others.

Sakurai Yuko squatted down and looked at Oizumi who was supporting her body, "I've said it many times," her tone was full of helplessness and resentment, "I don't hate you. If you want to ask me If you have feelings, then you have no feelings."

Every word, very sincere.

Oizumi, who claimed to know Sakurai Yuko quite well, was also stunned, and subconsciously blurted out, "Then why did you torture me to death?"

Yuko Sakurai covered her lips and smiled lightly when she heard the words. The laughter contained a bit of resentment, just like the laughter parents would make when a child said something stupid. She laughed and indulged, but she didn't understand it and felt absurd.

"Why can't I? Because I have to treat you like this, because I will be very happy if I treat you like this. Master Oizumi, don't you want me to be happy? Is this the only level of your love? The depth and breadth of love is hard to fathom , isn’t your love for me enough for you to dedicate your existence?”

How can love have limits?

It's unforgivable.

Look, now I have a reason to torture you, even if I kill you.

In the name of love.

Sentence you to death.

This is your favorite thing to do, my Oizumi-sama.

whee.

"Um...what are you talking about...not...I mean, no matter what you are talking about, Miss Yuko, Kakashi-sensei told us to protect the Daimyo of the Land of Wind, if the Daimyo of the Allied Kingdom dies in Konoha, we will There's going to be a lot of trouble, so..."

"Okay, Naruto, you don't know anything...uh..."

Uchiha Sasuke's pupils constricted, his eyes were tearing apart, and there were two stunned teenagers just like him.

The inexperienced boy couldn't understand the scene before his eyes at all. It was as if a heavy hammer had hit his heart, as if the air had been drained. For a long time, there were only the tingling sounds of chewing and swallowing like thunder in the clear sky. It exploded in their ears.

How is this going?