I founded the "Bragging Cult" in Naruto.

Chapter 758 There's always someone around who disappears since I bought new headphones.

Chapter 758 There are always people around who, ever since they bought new headphones, have never taken them off.

"Aren't you hot wearing a helmet the whole time? Gold must absorb a lot of heat, right?"

At the forefront of the desert, among more than ten thousand Sand Ninja, Kankuro couldn't help but ask, after all, his younger brother had gone to Konoha and returned with an extra hat, which he refused to take off.

He wears it indoors, he wears it outdoors, he wears it to meetings, he wears it to mobilizations, and even Kankuro suspects that Gaara himself doesn't take it off when he gets home.

Their father was Rasa. He didn't have much contact with other things growing up, but he was very familiar with gold. Kankuro knew very well that gold could absorb heat.

The yellow sand under the scorching desert sun can burn a person, and gold dust can even be used to fry meat, so Kankuro thought that Gaara must be very hot wearing a helmet.

Furthermore, Kankuro couldn't understand why Gaara insisted on wearing a helmet. For defense? Impossible!

Gold is very soft, and when their father used the Magnet Release: Gold Sand, whether for offense or defense, he used it in large quantities to satisfy his needs.

That thin layer of gold could probably be easily pierced by a small child holding a letter opener; it has no defensive capabilities whatsoever.

Besides, his younger brother should have plenty of defense. Even though he lost Shukaku, the sand did not abandon Gaara. Gaara always has a super-strong layer of sand on his body.

There's absolutely no need for a helmet for protection. As for its appearance, it certainly looks nice, but is it really necessary? My younger brother isn't exactly a vain person.

Gaara touched the helmet and said seriously, "It's not hot. There's a heat dissipation layer inside, and a special airflow design. It's even cooler than not wearing a helmet at all."

I don't believe it.

Kankuro shook his head. How could he get the result of subtraction when he was doing addition?

Seeing that Kankuro didn't believe him, Gaara reached out to take off his helmet, but then stopped.

Before putting on the helmet, he didn't care about his hairline at all, but the helmet made his hair flatter, and when he took it off, his already terrible hairline looked even worse.

So forget it, since these kinds of questions won't change anything anyway.

Seeing that Gaara didn't reply, Kankuro slowed his pace until he was in sync with the absent-minded Temari before saying, "Do you think... Gaara was tricked by Konoha?"

"Konoha?"

Temari suddenly woke up with a start. Kankuro looked at her questioningly, and Temari quickly asked, "What did you just say?"

"I mean, did Gaara get fooled when he went to Konoha for special training?"

"Really? I didn't notice."

Temari shook her head, and Kankuro frowned worriedly, saying, "Gaara has been acting strangely ever since he came back. I went to his office this morning to call him, and do you know what he was doing?"

"Huh? What are you doing?"

"His homework is the kind with a lot of numbers and letters, and hardly any words. I can't understand what he's doing."

Suddenly, Temari's expression turned strange, but not towards Gaara; it was directed at Kankuro. She said, "Could it be that you're too stupid to understand?"

Kankuro's face immediately turned ashen. In terms of knowledge, he was one of the top students in Sunagakure, wasn't he? Did they really think puppeteers were just carpenters?! That skill was all that mattered?!

"Don't believe me? Go ask them yourself!"

Kankuro dropped that harsh remark and said nothing more. Temari blinked, then quickly walked forward to catch up with Gaara. She asked, "When you went to Konoha for special training, did you see Shikamaru?"

"no."

Gaara had never met Shikamaru. Although he had stayed in Konoha for a few months, he had only met a handful of people.

Temari looked somewhat disappointed, then asked, "So what kind of special training did you do?"

"Magnetic Escape".

"Magnetic Release? You've mastered Magnet Release?"

"Um."

"There's no need. Your specialty is sand manipulation ninjutsu. Even if you learn Magnet Release, what results can you achieve in such a short time?"

Temari felt that her youngest brother might have really been fooled. It wasn't that Magnet Release was bad, but in such a short time, there should have been targeted intensive training.

Either enhance your strengths or make up for your weaknesses, and the result is magnetic escape?

"I have combined Magnet Release and Sand Manipulation Ninjutsu."

When Gaara saw Temari's worried expression, he inexplicably wanted to prove something, or perhaps to ease his sister's worries, or maybe he didn't want his teacher to be misunderstood.

With a wave of his hand, the yellow sand in front of him surged, and oval rings appeared and disappeared, with "Sand Ninja" appearing on the ground. As the "Sand Ninja" formed hand seals, the yellow sand in front of him surged for thousands of meters.

"These are Magnet Release Sand Clones that I developed based on Pain's Six Paths and Shadow Clones. Each one can act independently and use Magnet Release or Sand Manipulation Ninjutsu."

At the same time, as long as they stand on the land I control, their chakra will never run out, and I can recharge them by cutting chakra magnetic field lines.

Moreover, when the energy reaches a certain level, the yellow sand can no longer bear it.

"Bang bang bang bang~"

Like a landslide, the "Sand Ninja" and their secondary clones exploded, causing countless sand dunes to collapse and turn into flowing sand rivers that swept across the area.

The entire desert was transformed into a raging ocean, and the self-destruction of the "Sand Ninja" unleashed a monstrous tsunami.

"this"

Temari didn't know what to say. Putting aside how much Gaara had learned in total, just based on this ninjutsu alone, Gaara had already recouped his investment in the past few months.

Aside from the Tailed Beasts, Temari has never seen any Sand Ninja with such destructive power. No, perhaps even Shukaku is inferior to Gaara's technique.

Seeing Temari's shocked expression, Gaara raised his hand with satisfaction and pressed down, instantly turning the raging sea into a calm lake, and the restless Sand Ninja behind him gradually calmed down.

Although they didn't know what had happened, this ability seemed to belong to their Kazekage.

A fleeting look of smugness crossed Gaara's face, along with a hint of superiority, because this technique wasn't the strongest he had ever learned.

This technique is sufficient to demonstrate one's gains, and it is simple and easy to activate without causing greater harm.

Temari snapped out of her reverie and said, "You've been so busy these past few days since you got back. You need to tell me on the way back how much you've learned."

"Um."

"How is that Sakamoto Tatsuma to you? Besides teaching you, has he taught anyone else?"

Temari asked, because she needed to understand Sakamoto Tatsuma's attitude towards Gaara first, as this could reflect Tatsuma's attitude towards Sunagakure to some extent.

If Tatsuma Sakamoto has the same compassionate love a teacher has for Gaara, then given his current standing in Konoha, even if he leaves the ninja world, he can still bring some help to Sunagakure.

Gaara, as the person in charge, might not think so much, but Temari has no choice but to pay attention.

When Tatsuma was mentioned, Gaara was lost in memories, his eyes filled with admiration, and said, "Tatsuma-sensei is the strongest and most skilled teacher I have ever met."

The more I learn from him, the more I realize how lacking my own knowledge is. At the same time, the more I improve, the further I feel from Mr. Tatsuma.

He is someone I will learn from and emulate for the rest of my life; he is my teacher forever.

Behind him, Maki's expression was complicated. After all, he was Gaara's teacher, yet he was being treated like an outsider.

"Achoo!"

Tatsuma, far away in Konoha, rubbed his nose, wondering if someone had just insulted him. For example, Gaara seemed to really enjoy being sarcastic. He was a good teacher.

Tatsuma Sakamoto may not know who the best teacher is, but he certainly knows who the worst teacher is!

(End of this chapter)

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