[Comprehensive] Misfortune

After knowing the news of Sakurai Yuko's death, Oizumi who was still lying on Konoha's hospital bed smiled and said to all the members of Konoha's seventh class who came to inform him of the news: "I knew she would die a long time ago."

Oizumi's smile has a kind of triumphant element, even Haruno Sakura, who hates and fears Sakurai Yuko the most, can't help being chilled by the emotions shown by this man.

"Miss Yuzi is an unfamiliar pet. A pet is a pet, not a human being. Whether it is well-raised or not is not the point. The point is that the pet cannot live without its owner."

Oizumi smacked his lips, as if he was missing something, it might be Yuko Sakurai, or the smell of Yuko Sakurai.

"This is not caused by me. She is like this when she appeared in front of me. She only knows to ask for enjoyment, and she doesn't know anything else. This is not a pet. What is it? The person who raised her must hate her, otherwise Who can keep a child as a pet, and develop a temperament that won't get close to humans."

"She's my pet even after she's dead. She's my property. It's fine if she dies. Otherwise, I'm always worried that she will be snatched away by others."

Uchiha Sasuke didn't say anything, and walked out of the blindingly white ward indifferently. He remembered when they first met, Sakurai Yuko asked him if he wanted to give her a piece of clothing.

I agreed without knowing why, in a more accurate way than words.

Uchiha Sasuke thought that it would not be so incomprehensible for Sakurai Tamako to want to destroy the world, even if she hadn't experienced any painful losses.

The world gave Sakurai Tamako nothing, not even humanity.

It is only natural for Sakurai Yuko to want to destroy the world.

Understandable, unimaginable.

To him, Sakurai Yuko is just a ray of fragrance drifting by, rich and sweet, innocent and cunning, and a second of silence lasts forever.

Now it is a flash in the pan, and the absurd things that should not exist in the world are taken away, and the gods who wake up from a nap set things right, turning this miracle into black humor.

It is also a matter of course.

Only the living suffer.

Suffering has nothing to do with Sakurai Yuko, she has long been deprived of the chance to live, whether it is the survival or death of her body, she will not feel pain.

That's it.

At least……

At least……

I don't know what Sakurai Yuko is doing in that world now?

Sakurai Tamako, who suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood, stared blankly at the blood stains on the tatami. The blood-red sunset dyed the slowly changing patterns on the tatami black and red, very much like Sakurai Tamako's pupils.

Gaara, who came in with tea, was taken aback, wondering when did Yuko Sakurai suffer internal injuries?

Quickly approaching, putting the tea set aside, Gaara just sat down cross-legged, and saw Sakurai Yuko raised her head, and slowly curled the corners of her mouth.

Gaara was slightly shocked, he felt some kind of mysterious power.

This kind of power has nothing to do with good and evil, and has no moral color. Human beings have not given a name to this power, and this power has not yet been put on the shackles of human beings. It belongs to itself and the world, but it does not belong to human beings.

It is free.

The setting sun painted Sakurai Tamako's complexion orange-red, which is a very warm color, so warm that it almost gave Gaara the illusion that Sakurai Tamako's eyes are gentle.

"Does it look good?"

Sakurai Yuko asked.

Gaara was confused by the beautiful illusion given by the setting sun. He felt that the reality had slipped away unknowingly. At this moment, only Sakurai Yuko and him were real.

What looks good?

Gaara doesn't know what Sakurai Yuko is referring to, but there is only one good-looking existence here that is real.

"nice."

Gaara replied.

He has always known that Sakurai Tamako is beautiful, and the beauty is so frightening and swaying. He doesn't want to pay attention to Sakurai Tamako's beauty because he is not attached to her because of Sakurai Tamako's beauty. In his daily words and deeds, he always Pay attention to this, so as not to misunderstand Sakurai Yuko, but he can't deny the beauty of Sakurai Yuko.

It is so beautiful that it can almost turn a dry desert into an oasis.

The beauty of the blood winding down under the snow-white skin is a wonderful miracle in this world.

Sakurai Yuko who heard his answer smiled happily. Gaara had never seen Sakurai Yuko smile like this.

He had never seen such a smile.

He stared into Sakurai Tamako's eyes, and Sakurai Tamako stared into his.

During this silent journey, a gentle and touching smile slowly passed into his eyes, and Gaara found himself laughing with Sakurai Yuko belatedly.

After he discovered this, he saw Sakurai Yuko shed tears.

Not long ago, Gaara cursed Sakurai Yuko bitterly and cried bitterly, but he had been disappointed a long time ago, so when he suddenly saw Sakurai Yuko's tears, he felt very pleasantly surprised, unexpected, and never expected The happiness of the past comes suddenly.

At this time, he should comfort Sakurai Yuko, use the comforting method he had expected, hold the poor child in his arms and comfort her, and tell her that it's okay, he will always be by her side.

But Gaara doesn't have this opportunity to realize his wish, he always falls short, and always falls into a darker abyss when he is about to be happy.

"I'm dying."

Sakurai Yuko, who was still smiling, had tears in her eyes, and her voice was unprecedentedly gentle.

Gaara was touched by the emotion contained in Sakurai Yuko's voice before the brain had processed what these tones represented.

This is the tenderness that he has long since given up pursuing.

This kind of tenderness bears the harbinger of death.

Gaara thought Sakurai Yuko was joking, "Don't be kidding."

Gaara wasn't moved anymore, and didn't want to laugh anymore. He even turned cold and treated Sakurai Yuko the same way he always treats others, "You can't die, I won't let you die."

No one can hurt you unless I die.

Gaara tried to convey such a message to appease Sakurai Tamako who suddenly became strange, but he failed.

"I know, I'm going to die."

Sakurai Yuko was still smiling, but her voice was no longer gentle, as if the previous sentence had used up all her emotions in her life, and this sentence was even a bit mechanical, as if it was repeated.

Gaara's pupils constricted, he felt that he should get angry.

"I promised you that I would never want you, so before I die..."

"To shut up!"

Gaara got angry, he felt very angry, and the anger ran rampant in his body, looking for an outlet to vent, he didn't want to get angry at Yuko Sakurai, he wanted to control himself, he didn't know the specific source of this anger, he felt that Sakurai Yuzi was playing with him.

But Sakurai Yuko couldn't play him, and there was no need to joke about this kind of thing.

The air still smelled of dust and flesh, and the blood-red sunset dyed the clouds on the mountain into a magnificent rose color. If there is a rose-like dream, then the clouds in the dream should be of this color.

Gaara noticed that the color of Sakurai Yuko's face was gradually changing, from orange-red to watery purple-red.

Gaara doesn't like fuchsia, fuchsia is the color of rotting wounds, he doesn't like this color appearing on Yuko Sakurai's face, it's too obvious and too ominous, he wants to get up and close the door to block the sun.

"My Gaara, take me to see the sunset. I want to watch the sunset on that mountain. I think the sunset will be slower if I watch it there. What do you think?"

No, he doesn't want to watch the sunset, he wants to quickly plan his life after leaving Konoha Village, he has to think about where to take Sakurai Yuko, where is the war that Sakurai Yuko likes, and how to bring the people who serve Sakurai Yuko ...

"Gara, watch the sunset with me, I want to watch the sunset with you."

I can't stay in Konoha anymore, otherwise the fire country daimyo will rob Sakurai Yuko with him.

"I love Luo."

……

Gaara hugged Sakurai Yuko with a sullen face, and saw that there was still a tear hanging from the corner of the girl's eye, which was light red and filled with dark mist, which should be reflected in the distant mountains.

When Sakurai Yuko buried her face in his chest and put her hands around his neck, Gaara went silently to the mountain that Sakurai Yuko said.He knew that he was exerting a little force, he did it on purpose, it was a childish venting of anger, but the girl in his arms didn't say anything, the hair brushed the back of his hand and got caught on his sleeve.

Gaara felt that the temperature of Sakurai Yuko was the same as the blood that had just splashed out of the human body, or even higher, so hot that his chest was about to melt.

Wangshan ran a dead horse, and when Gaara reached the top of the mountain, the sun had already set for a little while, and the color was so red that it was purple.

Gaara is very familiar with this color, Taiyang's body is covered with erosive wounds, dripping with blood.

Gaara put down Sakurai Tamako silently, and then he shuddered.

Sakurai Tamako has her back to Gaara, she always has her back to Gaara, and Sakurai Tamako always has her back to Gaara when other people are present.

"I want to see Lord Yuma, I forgot, I promised him, I have to meet Master Yuma and apologize to him."

Sakurai Yuko said suddenly.

I don't know if it's the influence of the environment, but Gaara felt that Sakurai Yuko's voice was so small that he almost couldn't hear it clearly.

"I'll help you bring Oizumi out, after he's out of danger."

So don't say nonsense.

"I promised Master Hana that I would enjoy tea with him under the cherry tree, and he would play the shamisen for me. Master Hana is very talented in music. When he was young, he was scolded by his father for playing with musical instruments. He really The ground plays very well, like the sound of running water, even better than the sound of running water."

"What happened to you?!"

"Gara, bring Master Yuma to see me, we still have time."

It has been a long time since Gaara has experienced this kind of resentment when she doesn't want to do something but has to do it. She obviously doesn't want to hear that man's name, she obviously doesn't want anyone to see her, but for such a little panic and whitewashing for no reason Taiping's mentality had to turn around and leave, making himself look very normal, as if he didn't take Sakurai Yuko's words seriously at all.

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