This Naruto is too strong

"Why are you still standing there? Aren't you hungry?"

In the distance, Naruto urged Gaara to come over.

Gaara walked towards Naruto who was not far away.

A clearing in front of the cave was cleaned up, and a clone was guarding a mound of earth in the clearing.

It was a strange thing made of yellow mud.

From Gaara's point of view, it was a mound of earth, but from Naruto's point of view, it should be called a kiln.

Naruto's original body asked the clone guarding the kiln, "How is it?"

The clone: ​​"It's baked, the quality should be quite good, you can eat it after digging it out, but it's a little hot."

Naruto's original body patted the clone's shoulder and said, "Thank you for your hard work, you can disappear now."

Bang!

The clone disappeared.

Naruto asked Gaara to sit on the stone where the clone had squatted just now.

Gaara did not refuse.

Naruto also found a piece of wood as a seat and sat down.

The two sat down, and then Gaara watched Naruto dig out one black oval object after another from the pile of dirt.

Naruto grabbed the black object and peeled off the skin of the object bit by bit.

Gaara was surprised to find that after peeling off the skin of the black and dirty object, the inside was actually a beautiful golden flesh.

It was steaming hot and had an alluring aroma.

"What is this sweet smell? I have never seen it before."

Gaara's Adam's apple rolled.

Naruto smiled slightly when he saw this.

After peeling the skin, he casually handed the sweet and delicious food in his hand to Gaara.

"Eat it. If you have any questions after eating, just ask. I will tell you everything you want to know."

Gaara did not hesitate at all.

He took the thing from Naruto's hand, and then subconsciously asked, "What is this?"

"Well, I haven't asked what it's called here, but I call it sweet potato. It's a perennial herbaceous vine of the genus Ipomoea in the family Convolvulaceae. It can be steamed, boiled, or chopped up and cooked into porridge. They are all delicious, but I think roasting is the most delicious way to eat it. Try it."

Gaara stopped talking after hearing this.

He took a big bite.

But the roasted sweet potato just out of the kiln was very hot. Gaara bit off a big piece, and it felt like a piece of red-hot charcoal was thrown into his mouth. He was so burned that tears came out.

He exhaled hot air, but just refused to spit out the sweet sweet potato.

In the end, he swallowed the big mouthful of sweet potato whole.

"Don't be so anxious. Although the food is delicious, it's not worth getting burned for it." Naruto smiled and handed the water to Gaara.

Gaara took the water and gulped down a few gulps.

"Thank... Thank you."

Gaara himself felt it was magical. He hadn't said these two words to anyone for a long time, but next to Uzumaki Naruto, he suddenly felt that he could let go, at least saying these two words was not so sour.

With delicious food in front of them, the two didn't say much, just focused on grabbing food.

Soon, several sweet potatoes were shared by the two, most of which went into Gaara's stomach.

After another sip of water, Gaara's empty stomach was satisfied.

After the meal, the two fell into silence again.

After a long time, Gaara finally spoke: "Uzumaki Naruto, who... are you?"

Naruto didn't answer, he asked back: "Gaara, do you think you are a monster?"

"Monster... I guess, in the eyes of others, I should be." Gaara's eyes dimmed slightly. "Why are you asking me this?"

"Then tell me, what am I who easily defeated you?"

Gaara was stunned by the question.

Yes.

If someone like me is a monster, then what is Uzumaki Naruto who easily suppressed me?

"Gaara, in fact, I am the same as you. However, I guess you may be a little luckier than me. At least, you have seen your parents, and even your mother is still protecting you. I have never seen my parents, they died on the day I was born. I have no family since I was a child, and they all called me a beast. When I was younger, I didn't understand why they called me that. When I was older, I heard some news. They said I was a demon fox and called me a monster. They thought I was the culprit who destroyed the village and killed their family. It's very strange. I remember that I never did the things they said, and they seemed to have never seen me do those murders and arson. Then why are they so sure that I am a monster? Why do they discriminate against me, slander me, and humiliate me together? I also walk on my feet and am an upright person. Why do they say I am a monster? Gaara, you who are also called a monster, do you have an answer?"

"You..." Gaara seemed to realize something.

Naruto smiled bitterly: "It seems that you guessed it. That's right, they call people like you and me Jinchūriki. You have the One-Tail sealed in your body, and I have the Nine-Tail."

"It's the Nine-Tail..."

"Gaara... do you want to hear about me?"

"Yes." Gaara nodded without hesitation. He wanted to hear about this person's past. Perhaps, Naruto could understand his pain.

So, Naruto told Gaara about his life from childhood to adulthood.

Gaara was listening quietly at first, but slowly, he seemed to be infected and began to talk about himself to Naruto involuntarily.

The two talked from noon to five or six in the afternoon.

Gaara was a little hungry again, but he didn't care. At this time, there was some strange light in his eyes.

The name of that light is - —Joy.

This feeling comes from a person who shares the same suffering as himself. For a long time, he has been kept away from others.

Not only other people in the village, but even his sister and brother avoid him when walking.

They are avoiding monsters.

Uzumaki Naruto dared to approach him, which made him happy from the bottom of his heart.

At least, Gaara knew that there was someone in this world who would not avoid him.

Gurgle.

Suddenly, Gaara's stomach rumbled.

Naruto smiled and said, "Are you hungry? Then let's go eat. I know there is a good barbecue restaurant in the nearby town. But if we want to go, we need to change our appearance first."

After that, Naruto stood up and patted his numb buttocks from sitting for a long time.

Gaara did not move.

He looked at Naruto and said, "Naruto, if possible, can you tell me the purpose of bringing me here?"

"Purpose..." Naruto's eyes suddenly became deep, "Gaara, do you remember what I told you about why they are afraid of us? "

Gaara: "You said it was because of fear, because of misunderstanding, and because of the so-called herd mentality."

"Yes." Naruto sighed, "The people in this world are so ignorant. They act as if we have really done something that we have never seen before. As long as someone with ulterior motives provokes them, they dare to vent their anger and even all kinds of negative emotions on a three-year-old child. This world is so sick. What I want to do is to eliminate this ugly and ignorant world and build a world full of understanding and civilization. For this, I need help. Gaara, as a victim, I sincerely want to ask you to join my team. "

After speaking, Naruto stretched out his right hand to Gaara.

"I won't force you. If you say you don't want to, you can leave on your own."

Snap.

Without any hesitation.

Gaara grabbed Naruto's hand.

Naruto showed the most sincere smile.

"Welcome to the Dawn Organization."