The insect farmer of Konoha who started as a spider

Poke~

Poke, poke, poke~

Half asleep and half awake, Basheng felt something poking his arm.

It doesn't hurt, but is very gentle.

MiMi opened her eyes and looked to her side.

"Hey, little sister with glasses, I didn't expect to see you in my dream. It's really nice."

Basheng suddenly saw the bespectacled girl who asked him for directions before sitting next to him.

After being stared at and said a word, Zai immediately turned red and buried his head on the table.

Hehe, so cute.

I thought it was a dream, but after a while, my keen spider sense immediately noticed the unusual serious atmosphere in the air.

Basao felt a chill on his back and woke up completely in an instant.

The students in the class all sat in their seats neatly, with their heads held high and their chests raised, acting like well-behaved children.

There is no trace of what it looked like when the demons were dancing wildly before.

Looking again, a middle-aged male ninja teacher was standing on the podium, paying attention to Basheng.

"hey-hey."

Basio smiled sheepishly at the male ninja teacher, and then sat upright, implicitly showing that he was not the kind of prickly student.

The male ninja teacher didn't pursue it too much. After all, most of this class were civilians who had never even done a day of ninja training.

The initial requirements cannot be too high.

"Hello, classmates, I am your future class teacher, Yamano Hiromitsu."

"Haha, this is your first time meeting me, so don't be too nervous. If you have any questions in the future, you can come to me."

"We still have about five years to get to know each other, so I won't introduce myself too much today."

"Now I'll give you some time. Everyone, please briefly introduce yourself, let the classmates get to know each other, and also let the teacher see you and see how you look familiar."

Yamano Hiromitsu is indeed an experienced teacher. He relieved the tension in the first class without too much nonsense and quickly brought the topic to self-introduction.

Next comes the half-roll call and half-introduction session.

"Matsushita……"

"Watanabe..."

"Kawasaki……"

"Yamamoto..."

Names were called out one by one. They were all first and last names that I had never heard of before.

"It seems like this is a classic civilian class. Am I assigned to hang out?"

Listening to the "grand" ideals of these classmates, Basheng felt drowsy and almost fell asleep again.

"Namifeng Minato!"

At this moment, a name that shocked Basheng was shouted from Teacher Yamano's mouth.

I go! Always take a girl?

Where? Why haven't you seen it?

Basheng raised his head and looked around, and then he saw a yellow-haired boy in the same row, but closest to the wall on the other side, standing up.

He is warm and handsome, and his gentle smile instantly captured half of the girls in the class.

"very handsome!"

"Yes, yes! Let's find a chance to sit next to him later."

……

Such whispers from girls made Basheng's face darken, and his enthusiasm to meet the future fourth generation Hokage disappeared immediately.

"Tch! Isn't he just more handsome! Can he be eaten as a meal?"

"When will these little girls realize the mellow charm of mature men?"

Basheng turned his head and saw the bespectacled girl sitting next to him peeking at him. After being discovered, he immediately turned his head with red ears and looked away.

"Fortunately, I still have a discerning eye."

Basei, who is weak in water and can take a spoonful of water, finally regained his confidence in charm.

"Hi everyone, I'm Minato Namikaze."

"I like reading books and ramen noodles."

"Nothing nasty."

"My dream is to be recognized by the people in the village and become Hokage!"

Namikaze Minato's self-introduction was consistent with his style, upright, confident and sincere.

But now it was just regarded as a child's joke. Teacher Yamano just encouraged him and let Minato sit down.

"Next, Yakushi Nonoyu!"

Teacher Yamano gave another name that was vaguely familiar to Basio.

Pharmacist? This surname seemed to be quite important when I was watching anime in my previous life, so it was probably not just a passer-by.

While Basheng was frowning and thinking, the girl with glasses on his left stood up unsteadily.

"Hello everyone, my name is...Yakushi Nonoyu."

"My favorite thing...is eating fish."

"Hate taking medicine."

"The dream is... that the dean's mother and everyone will never get sick!"

After introducing himself stumblingly, Nonoyu glanced vaguely at the reactions of the classmates in the classroom.

Compared with dreams such as "becoming Hokage", "the most powerful ninja", and "the owner of the strongest ninja shop", her dreams are really realistic and ordinary.

The atmosphere in the classroom suddenly became cold.

There are even a few people from well-off families who have begun to talk and laugh about Nonoyu's dress and identity.

Faintly hearing words like "orphanage", Nonoyu's eyes darkened and he sat down in despair.

At the same time, I looked at the boy next to me worriedly, thinking nervously: "Will he look down on me because of my identity and childish dreams?"

However, she only saw a pair of black eyes as bright as stars staring at her without blinking.

As soon as she looked over, the boy gave a thumbs up without concealment and encouraged: "This dream is awesome!"

The warm breeze brought in the sunshine from the window, and Nonoyu had never felt that the breath of spring was so beautiful.

"What's wrong with this kid? He just gave me a like. Why are his eyes red, his face red, and his breathing a little short."

"Is she allergic to spring pollen?"

Before Basheng rubbed his chin, he heard the teacher say his name before he could think about it.

"My name is Aburame Basyu."

"I like pretty girls."

"Hate pretty boys."

"My dream is to give all kind-hearted girls a home and prevent them from suffering outside!"

"Teacher, is this okay?"

Ren Sheng introduced himself casually, asked Lao Ban politely, and sat down directly.

He didn't even notice that Teacher Yamano's forehead had wrinkled into the character "Chuan".

"Basuki-san's hobbies and dreams are quite strange, haha."

"Now that everyone has introduced themselves, after the textbooks are distributed later, students can go to the playground to line up."

"The Third Hokage will give a freshman speech to everyone at the freshman entrance ceremony."

With one sentence, Basao's strange speech was taken away, and Yamano threw out the big killer weapon "Third Hokage", which instantly dominated the public opinion of these little brats.

Hearing the words "The Strongest Hokage", "The Will of Fire" and so on, Basheng almost vomited.

Isn't it just a pyramid scheme?

In the past, he would just fill out a few forms on the street and write down his mobile phone number. He said that he could listen to more than a dozen paragraphs a day!

He was not interested in the third generation's speech anyway.

"Want to go... together?"

Just when Basheng was thinking about pretending to have a stomachache and go to the infirmary to take a nap, Noonoyu next to him mustered up the courage to send out Nunuo's invitation.

"Okay! I'm also looking forward to Hokage-sama's speech!"

Basao instantly burst into a chrysanthemum-like smile.

He's going to order this Hokage's speech!