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Under Saki's guidance, the trio arrived at the outskirts of the Sand Village.
Amidst the swirling yellow sand, two figures, one tall and one short, gradually came into their view.
Chitoro's large eyes carefully observed, fearing to miss any detail. Gradually, the figures became clearer.
When Aizen's figure appeared distinctly in Chitoro's eyes, his rough face instantly lit up with excitement, and he respectfully called out.
"Lord Aizen!"
Not far away, Aizen, with a faint smile, looked at Chitoro with calm eyes and said softly.
"Long time no see, Chitoro. Since Saki has acknowledged your preparation, you must have done well."
Hearing these words, Chitoro's expression grew excited, and he responded gruffly.
"Since it's Lord Aizen's command, I naturally did his best to complete it and will not disappoint you."
In response, Aizen nodded with a light smile.
Then his gaze slowly shifted to the silent Sasori who had followed along, his lips curving slightly.
Beside Aizen, Ulquiorra's expression remained indifferent, his calm eyes observing Chitoro and Sasori, pondering something unknown.
Feeling Aizen's gaze, Sasori slightly raised his head, his young face expressionless, eyes calm as he looked at Aizen.
Seeing Aizen's deep, smiling eyes, Sasori couldn't help but think.
'So this is... the Lord Aizen that my teacher spoke of? He doesn't seem particularly special.'
Chitoro, noticing Aizen's attention on Sasori, couldn't help but feel a bit nervous, fearing Aizen might be displeased with Sasori.
After a moment's hesitation, he nervously explained.
"Lord Aizen, this is Sasori, a disciple I've been training for the past few years."
"Please forgive his rudeness. He has completely transformed his body into a puppet, so he may seem a bit odd."
Saying this, he turned to Sasori, glaring with wide eyes, and scolded softly.
"Sasori, didn't I tell you before? Have you forgotten!?"
Despite being a puppet, Sasori's calm eyes seemed to show a hint of helplessness.
He looked at Aizen expressionlessly and spoke in a childish voice.
"Hello, Lord Aizen. I am Sasori, Chitoro-sensei's disciple."
Aizen didn't mind his attitude. Instead, he looked at him with interest and said softly.
"Hello, Sasori. It's our first meeting, but I must say... you have given me quite a surprise."
Hearing Aizen's words, Sasori was slightly taken aback and then fell silent.
Why is this guy saying that?
Saki and Chitoro, standing nearby, were also stunned by Aizen's words.
Lord Aizen is actually very interested in Sasori. This is great.
Aizen's deep eyes flickered slightly as he looked at Sasori, seemingly seeing through his puppet body.
With a slight smile, Aizen said softly.
"So you chose to completely turn your body into a puppet?"
"This way, you discard pain and human perception, allowing you to exert your full potential. By breaking this shackle, you are indeed more excellent than your teacher."
Hearing Aizen's words, Sasori was slightly surprised. He hadn't expected Aizen to see through his puppet state at a glance.
Chitoro, standing beside them, showed a trace of embarrassment on his rough face but also a hidden pride.
Although he hadn't broken through the barriers of puppet techniques himself, his disciple had fully mastered the core of true human puppetry. This was undoubtedly a source of pride for him as a teacher.
Sasori was silent for a while before speaking softly.
"Although asking this might trouble my teacher, I still want to ask. Do you think it is worth spending energy to start a Shinobi World War and build an ideal nation, rather than pursuing personal eternity?"
Saying this, his calm eyes lowered slightly, and he continued softly.
"Just like making a puppet, your ideal nation would require a series of precise steps. Any mistake could lead to overall failure."
"Investing so much effort to fight the entire Shinobi world might lead to failure due to a minor error."
"Isn't pursuing eternal existence and observing the world's changes from the outside much simpler?"
Sasori's calm words fell into everyone's ears.
Hearing his words, everyone's eyes narrowed slightly. Even Ulquiorra looked calmly at the young-faced Sasori, seemingly ready to destroy him at Aizen's command.
Chitoro was the same, his proud smile replaced by deep seriousness as he stared at Sasori and said sternly.
"Sasori!"
"How dare you..."
Before he could finish, Aizen waved him off. Aizen, with a smile, looked at Sasori and said softly.
"No need, Chitoro. I quite like Sasori's speech."
Hearing Aizen's words, everyone gradually relaxed. Sasori was also taken aback and looked up at Aizen.
Aizen's lips curved slightly as he said softly.
"Comparing our plans to making puppets is interesting, Sasori."
"As you said, any mistake could lead to failure."
"But... because of my presence, the chances of such mistakes are almost zero."
"The script of the Shinobi world is already written by me. The story will follow the script, and any deviation will be destroyed by my overwhelming power."
"This is based on my recognition of my strength and my trust in my followers."
"Do you understand, Sasori?"
Hearing Aizen's words, Sasori was silent for a moment before speaking softly.
"I turned myself into a puppet, achieving near-eternity. This way, I can observe the changes in the world detached from the cycle of reincarnation."
"Such an existence does not excite me about your plan."
"For Chitoro-sensei, I will help you with this plan, but after that, I will choose my own path."
Hearing Sasori's words, Chitoro's eyes widened in anger.
"Sasori!!"
Sasori turned slowly, his eyes calm, and said softly.
"The time spent with Chitoro-sensei is precious to me, but compared to the nearly infinite time, these memories will eventually become fragmented pieces buried deep in my heart."
"So, I choose to pursue my path. I'm sorry."
Hearing Sasori's words, Chitoro was at a loss for words, hesitating to refute Sasori's viewpoint.
Pursuing eternal existence isn't wrong, is it?
At this moment, Aizen, with calm eyes, looked at Sasori and said softly.
"Do you think becoming an eternal existence truly has meaning, Sasori?"
Hearing this, Sasori was slightly taken aback, not knowing why Aizen would ask this.
Aizen's eyes showed a hint of nostalgic complexity as he spoke softly.
"Eternity... means losing everything."
"Emotions, desires, everything you can think of will eventually be discarded, becoming a detestable existence."
"Do you think living as such an existence has any meaning?"
Sasori's eyes narrowed slightly, and he spoke softly.
"How do you know that becoming eternal means turning into such an existence?"
Aizen didn't answer but said softly.
"Think back to your precious memories. If you truly choose eternity, those are the things you will inevitably discard."
Hearing Aizen's words, Sasori's rigid expression softened slightly.
His mind involuntarily recalled a scene deeply hidden in his heart.
A man and a woman walked down the street, smiling happily, holding hands with a red-haired boy in the middle.
The red-haired boy also wore a bright smile, his red-brown eyes curiously observing the street scenes.
Suddenly, his eyes were drawn to a crystal-like amber object.
Noticing his gaze, the man and woman holding him chuckled.
"Haha, Sasori wants some candy? What a cute child."
Saying this, the man walked to the store and soon returned with a bag of crystal candy.
Seeing this, the boy's face lit up with a smile, calling out.
"Mom! Dad! I want to eat."
Hearing his words, the woman holding him smiled gently, placing a piece of candy near his mouth.
"Children shouldn't eat too much candy, Sasori."
The boy, eyes fixed on the candy, obediently replied.
"Okay."
Then he quickly swallowed the candy.
The sweet taste spread through his mouth, making him smile happily.
Looking up, his big eyes saw his parents' satisfied smiles, etching the scene deeply in his memory.
Mom... Dad...
As Sasori was lost in thought, Aizen's words followed.
"Puppets are emotionless dead objects, but you, residing in a puppet, don't have to be like one."
"Rather than pursuing so-called eternity, I prefer a more powerful force."
"With this force, even without knowing puppetry, I can give a human soul to a puppet, making it alive rather than a lifeless construct."
"And achieving this force means overturning the Shinobi era and building an ideal nation without obstacles."
Hearing Aizen's words, Sasori's body trembled slightly.
After a long silence, Sasori looked up at Aizen and said softly.
"If possible, please accept me. I want to create a puppet with a soul. For this, I am willing to give you everything."
Hearing Sasori's words, Aizen's lips curved slightly as he said softly.
"In that case, I accept you, Sasori."
"Like your teacher, if you satisfy me, I will grant you a power more valuable than so-called eternity."
In response, Sasori's previously calm eyes now shone with intense desire as he spoke softly.
"I understand, Lord Aizen."