Naruto Uzumaki: Born Evil

The night deepened, and even the moon was setting in the west.

In the entire Sand Village, except for the patrolling Sand Ninja, most people had already fallen into a beautiful dream.

But in the same way, even in the dull and boring ninja world, there are still many night owls.

Among them, the biggest night owl is none other than the One-Tail Jinchūriki, Gaara.

Each village has different ways of sealing the tailed beasts, and the methods of preventing the tailed beasts from running wild are also very different.

The Sand Village has never been good at sealing the tailed beasts, so the seal of the One-Tail is not complete.

The tailed beasts often run wild, and the previous One-Tail Jinchūriki even imprisoned himself in prison to avoid the runaway.

For the current One-Tail Jinchūriki Gaara, the best way to suppress the tailed beasts in the body, resist the erosion of consciousness, and avoid losing control and running wild is to stay awake.

Although Gaara is only seven years old now, he has killed assassins in Sand Village for several years, and his heart is as cold as the sand in his gourd.

At this moment, in Sand Village, everything is silent, only the water-like moonlight pours down.

At this moment, Gaara is standing quietly in front of his window.

His young and slightly thin figure is stretched very long by the moonlight, projected on the ground, as if integrated with the silent night.

He stared at the bright moon hanging high in the sky outside the window indifferently, with an expressionless face, and his eyes trembled slightly in the dead silence.

The bright moon shed silver light, illuminating his cold face, making the blood-red "love" on his forehead more eye-catching.

The word "love", like blood, under the cold moonlight, is more like a curse, hideous and terrifying.

"Little boy, do you hate them? Do you hate them?"

"The look in their eyes makes me feel disgusted."

"I can feel that those guys have left the village."

The gloomy and low voice seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, echoing in Gaara's heart.

The voice was like a cold venomous snake, quietly entwining Gaara's heart, making people shudder.

"Now, in this village, no one can stop us."

"Little boy, we are companions."

"You haven't slept for a long time, how about taking this opportunity to sleep?"

"..."

The Shukaku in Gaara's body is constantly bewitching Gaara with its voice.

It knows very well that although it cannot exert its full strength due to the seal, this may be its best chance to escape from here.

As the voice of the one-tail continues to ring, scenes of past memories appear in front of him.

Fear, disgust, hatred, faces flashed before his eyes, and the last one that appeared was a very gentle face.

But his words were cold and resentful.

"Lord Gaara, deep in my heart, I actually hate you..."

"Your birth took away the life of my beloved sister..."

"You came into this world with hatred..."

"Your mother, she never loved you at all..."

Crack!

Crack!

Unconsciously, Gaara had clenched his fists, his joints made crisp sounds under the pressure of force, and his eyes were already shrouded in madness.

Gradually, the corners of Gaara's mouth rose high, and his expression became extremely crazy.

There was a bloodthirsty light in his eyes.

The head that was originally raised drooped slightly, and his eyes inadvertently glanced at the corners below.

In every corner, there was a Sand Ninja hiding there, secretly observing Gaara's every move.

How could there be no one watching the village's last trump card?

"Heh!"

Gaara sneered and ignored them. He hadn't slept for a long time and was a little sleepy now.

However, just when he was about to close the curtains, his movements suddenly stopped and his eyes widened slightly.

His hearing was far better than that of ordinary people, especially at this late hour.

Except for the sound of sand rubbing and rolling under the breeze, any slight noise seemed to be amplified several times.

He could clearly hear several wind-breaking sounds at the same time, like the movement of a kunai flying through the air.

It was not only Gaara who heard such a movement, but also the several Sand Ninjas who were watching below could hear it clearly.

But before they could react, they all lost consciousness in an instant.

Before they finally closed their eyes, they only saw a touch of gold flashing in front of them..

Gaara, who was in his room, also noticed the abnormality. The chakra of the Sand Ninjas who usually monitored him seemed to have disappeared at this time.

Although such guys were not strong, he would kill a few of them when he was in a bad mood, but he was solved so neatly, which was somewhat beyond his expectation.

After hesitating, Gaara opened the window. He wanted to see the situation.

But just as his window was opened, the sound of breaking wind sounded again.

A kunai flew over from the blind spot of his vision, which made Gaara completely unable to react.

However, Gaara's expression was still cold. Such an attack had no meaning to him at all.

The sand in his gourd would automatically protect him.

In his opinion, this was a vicious curse.

As the man said before he died, he could not feel pain, and he could not understand what love was.

What made him strange was that the sand in his gourd did not react at all.

Because this kunai was not aimed at him.

The kunai flew over Gaara's head and flew directly into his room, landing on the ceiling.

Gaara then realized that this kunai seemed a little different from the ones he usually saw.

It had a trident shape, and there was a string of strange spells on the handle.

Just when Gaara was still observing the kunai, a blond figure suddenly appeared on the ceiling where the kunai was.

Even though he was in the enemy camp, Minato Namikaze still had a faint smile on his face.

"Young man, please forgive me for visiting you so late at night."

Several kunai appeared in Minato Namikaze's hand and were thrown directly at Gaara's feet.

Gaara was still a child after all, and he hadn't recovered from this sudden situation.

He was standing at the window, how did this man get in?

However, although he didn't have time to react, the sand in the gourd behind him had already moved.

Because they were too close to Gaara's body, the kunai shot at Gaara's feet were also blocked by the sand and all fell at his feet.

As the kunai fell, Gaara finally came to his senses, and his expression became very ferocious when he looked at Minato Namikaze.

"Are you also sent by that man to kill me?"

That man?

Minato Namikaze felt that the other party had misunderstood something, but he didn't plan to explain anything now.

The seal of Sand Village is very weak, and the One-Tail may go berserk at any time. For now, he must control the One-Tail first.

As for the mouth-to-mouth trick, we will talk about it later.

Minato Namikaze quickly formed seals with both hands, and he wanted to add another seal to the One-Tail.

Seeing that Minato Namikaze didn't speak, Gaara's murderous intent became even stronger, and he directly raised his hand to control the sand and grabbed Minato Namikaze.

But there was another flash of golden light, and all the sand hit the ceiling of the room.

And in Gaara's surprised eyes, Minato Namikaze had already appeared in front of him.

At the same time, he stretched out his right hand and patted his stomach.