Naruto: My Chat Group Spans History.

"Protect...the people I care about?"

“That’s right!” Naruto nodded vigorously. “I’ve also felt hatred, but in the end I realized that only love can make us stronger.”

“I have my friends, they are my most precious treasure.”

"Gaara, why don't we become friends and change this world that has hurt us?"

Ai Luo's hand trembled slightly, the sand gradually fell, and the tense atmosphere around them relaxed.

"Friends...?" His deep voice carried uncertainty, yet faintly revealed a hint of longing.

"Come on, come with me, I'll introduce you to more new friends."

Naruto smiled as brightly as the sun and extended his hand to Gaara.

Gaara hesitated for a moment, but finally reached out and placed his hand on Naruto's palm.

Naruto chuckled, gave Gaara a gentle tug, and pulled him away from the crowd.

"I'm taking Gaara out to play for a while. Don't worry, I'll bring him back safe and sound later."

Naruto grabbed Gaara's hand and jogged away, not forgetting to turn back and wave goodbye to Rasa and the others.

Watching the two figures disappear into the distance, a hint of surprise appeared on Luo Sha's usually calm face.

"This guy..."

"What an eloquent speaker!"

Luo Sha had never been so shocked.

They tried various methods, even resorting to some despicable means, in order to get Gaara to control the tailed beast within him.

However, all efforts failed, and even exacerbated Gaara's resentment towards the village.

But Naruto changed Gaara's attitude with just a few words.

Look at Gaara's clear eyes; the hatred within them has almost completely dissipated.

That's incredible!

Chapter 152 Jiraiya: I am very fond of art

The two colossal tailed beasts sat facing each other, like two small mountains standing opposite each other.

The scene before them was reflected like a mirror on the water: Gaara and Naruto's conversation was in full swing.

Shukaku stared wide-eyed at Kurama with disbelief on his face.

Nine-Tails lay leisurely on its side, one hand supporting its chin, a faint smile playing on its lips:

"Stupid raccoon, I won this time."

Shukaku suddenly snapped out of his daze and cried out in alarm, "You filthy fox, you tricked me!"

"I think you're the one who's trying to renege on your promise," Nine-Tails warned calmly. "Don't even think about going back on your word."

Shukaku immediately switched into acting mode, feigning innocence: "When did I promise you anything?"

"Hmph! I knew you'd go back on your word." Kurama chuckled dismissively, mysteriously pulling out a small gadget from behind her and placing it in front of Shukaku.

"The evidence is here!"

Shukaku stared at the small, dark creature, looking completely bewildered: "What is this?"

"A recorder."

As Kurama spoke, it gently pressed a button, and Shukaku's own voice immediately rang out:

"You stinky fox, so what if I make a bet with you?"

"Hatred is not something that can be easily put aside with a few words."

“A word I say is a word I will never take back. If you win, I will never question your foolish claim of measuring strength with your tail again.”

This is the bet between Shukaku and the Nine Lamas.

Shukaku didn't believe that Naruto could dispel his resentment with just a few words.

Kurama, however, firmly believed that Naruto could do it.

Thus, the bet came into being.

As a result, Shukaku was defeated.

"Did you hear that clearly? These are all things you said yourself, and you can't deny them now."

Nine-Tailed Fox was very pleased with itself.

Shukaku stared wide-eyed at the recorder: "What the hell is this?"

"Human technology, kid!"

Shouhe's eyes darted around, and a plan came to mind.

Shukaku suddenly stretched out its claws and smashed the recorder to pieces with a single slap.

Nine-Tailed Fox snorted coldly and pulled out a recorder from behind her back: "I was prepared for this move."

"There's more?" Shukaku was instantly dumbfounded.

"Just admit defeat, you stupid raccoon, hehehe."

Seeing Shukaku's defeat, Kurama was all smiles.

Doesn't he know how powerful Naruto's mouth is?

From Obito, the Six Paths Master, to Nagato, everyone who has followed Naruto for so many years has never seen anyone he couldn't handle.

In this gamble, Shukaku was destined to lose from the very beginning.

"You stinky fox, you stinky fox, you stinky fox!" Shukaku seemed to have lost his composure in an instant.

"Stupid raccoon, stupid raccoon, stupid raccoon!" Nine-Tailed Fox retorted sharply, not to be outdone.

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"The more alcohol, the better, boss! A few more rounds, please!" Deidara shouted to the boss.

Before long, the waiter brought several bottles of wine and placed them steadily in front of the two people at the table.

Scorpion glanced lightly at the table and said casually, "I don't touch this stuff. You ordered so much, you'd better finish it."

Deidara struck a pose of boundless pride, waving his hand dismissively:

"Don't worry, I have a huge capacity for alcohol; I can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he poured himself a full glass.

"Come on, let me drink first as a sign of respect, Mr. Sasori, thanks to you for saving my life." Deidara smiled broadly and raised his glass in a toast.

Then, he tilted his head back and drank every last drop of the liquor.

Immediately afterwards...

Deidara collapsed to the ground.

The cup rolled away alone to one side.

scorpion:"......"

Is this considered a massive amount?

Which sea does your sea come from?

"What an idiot."

Scorpion rubbed his forehead helplessly, feeling a slight headache coming on.

Just as they were about to drag the drunken Deidara away, a shout suddenly came from over there.

"Waiter, some more wine!"

Scorpion's hand froze in mid-air.

"That sound..."

"Why does that sound so familiar?"

With a mixture of surprise and confusion, he turned to look in the direction of the sound.

Through the gap in the curtains swaying in the wind in the private room, a figure he never expected came into view.

"leader?!"

Scorpion involuntarily let out a low cry.

Yes, it was him!

Although the strange nail decorations on his face were gone, Scorpion would never mistake this face.

Not to mention those Rinnegan eyes.

"So the leader didn't die back then?"

Sasori stared at Yahiko, who was holding a wine glass, his cheeks flushed, and chatting animatedly with a middle-aged man with white hair, his arm around his shoulder.

At this moment, the aloof, godlike image that Scorpion held in his heart crumbled completely.

"Is this really the leader I know?"

Scorpion stroked his smooth chin, marveling at the unpredictable nature of human behavior.

Who knew that a person could be so different in public and in private?

Is this what they call contrast?

Interesting.

Suddenly, a weight pressed down on the scorpion's back.

Deidara's slurred voice came from behind:

"Master Scorpion, what are you looking at?"

Before Sasori could answer, Deidara, with his sharp eyes, also noticed Yahiko and the others in the private room.