The insect farmer of Konoha who started as a spider

The days at Ninja School were as boring as ever.

Due to Kushina's arrival, Basheng felt like he was isolated.

This guy didn't know if he was deliberately retaliating against him. Whenever he had time, he would hold Nonoyu's hand to either chat or go to the toilet.

As a result, Basheng was like a neglected little daughter-in-law, sitting alone on an empty bench.

The opportunities to talk to Nonoyu and pour her soul soup are becoming less and less.

Of course, Basio was not completely ignored.

A certain little yellow guy was obviously very interested in him.

"Basei, what did you mean by prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, and civilization yesterday?"

"Does this mean the same thing as the civilization in talking about civilization and establishing new trends?"

"Also, 'soldiers are deceitful'. If we fight like this, isn't it uncivilized?"

"Hey! Don't go, Basio, just say whatever you want!"

Minato's series of questions forced Basio to run away.

It was also his fault that Basao was arrogant and Nonoyu ignored him. Couldn't he be in a daze and fall asleep?

You have to brag with Minato and talk nonsense about core values, doctrines, and ideas.

Now Minato was like a creditor every day, chasing after Basheng to answer questions.

He can solve a lot of doubts!

A guy who can barely pass the political exam, do you expect Masao to really understand?

So, just use the keyboard to talk eloquently on the Internet, and brag in reality, just like Masao now, his true colors will be revealed in minutes.

After escaping from the classroom, Basheng didn't know where to go. After thinking for a moment, he finally decided to go to the toilet.

Isn’t it said that the toilet is the last piece of pure land in the school?

Basheng was humming a song and walking unscrupulously. Little did he know that the moment he left the classroom, several figures fell far behind him.

unclear meaning.

It was magical to say that even though he had no desire to urinate, just by shaking him in the toilet, he felt a flood of desire.

He opened the gate smoothly, filled the water, carefully hid the chicken, closed the door, and walked out of the toilet unhurriedly.

"Hey! If you don't come out, I'm going back to the classroom!"

"The sun is really hot here. If any of you can build me a pergola and buy some popsicles or something, I won't be able to play with you for a while."

"Anyway, I don't want to go back for a while."

Basheng stood in the open space in front of the toilet, fanning the wind with his little hands, and greeted back without looking back.

Or they are little brats, so you can monitor them, and they always send people into the toilet to monitor them.

During the short time it took to pee, three sneaky people came in at intervals to "appreciate" Basuki's free gesture.

If Ren Sheng can't find the problem, then he's in trouble!

After that, 8 little boys walked out from behind the toilet.

Their perseverance is quite good. That location is a septic tank, and its smell is evident.

"Aburame Basyu! We are warning you now, you and Nonou stay away from that tomato and don't talk to her again!"

The leader, a little boy with brown hair and a killer haircut, stood up and spoke arrogantly.

"Oh why?"

Only now did Basheng realize that these guys looked familiar. Aren't they the same guys who were beaten by Kushina a few days ago?

The buck-toothed boy he had picked up before was also in the group, but he turned his head away in fear as soon as he looked at Basuki.

"Everyone should hate tomatoes!"

"And she is so violent, uneducated, and even hurts us. Konoha will never welcome such an outsider!"

The boy who killed Matt said sternly.

"Does this mean to isolate Kushina?"

Without thinking too much, Basheng knew what they were thinking.

It's really strange. When I was a child, I always felt that people without companions were pitiful, but as I grew up, I became more and more tired of socializing with so-called friends.

Although he felt that this kind of thing was unimportant, Basheng didn't want to follow the wishes of these arrogant brats.

"What a pity, I think differently than you do. I like tomatoes very much."

"It's red and moist, rich in juice, sweet and sour, and can relieve heat and heat. So, you anti-tomato association should find someone else!"

Basheng waved his hand and rejected these guys lightly.

Really, dangers are everywhere in the ninja world. Aren’t the children in ninja schools supposed to be quite precocious?

I was ready to become a ninja, but now I still have these childish ideas and play such a low-end game.

You deserve to be sent to the battlefield as cannon fodder in the future!

Eh? I didn’t listen to it in class. Could it be that the political education in the ninja school itself has an element of obscuring the people?

I must study it when I go back, so as not to have any impact on my No Naiyu.

Basheng wanted to go back because of his random thoughts, but these annoying little guys were not ready to let him go.

"Aburame Basyu, you will definitely regret it!"

"Even if you don't agree, we will go to Nonoyu and we will definitely find a way to make her agree!"

The ignored Shamat shouted loudly from behind.

"Oh, I think I heard something interesting."

Basheng turned his head and squinted at this guy who didn't know whether to live or die.

It seemed that just by taking one step forward, Basio was already in front of this Shamate.

Dots of butterfly phantoms float away from behind, and there is infinite murderous intent hidden in the beautiful illusion.

"I didn't hear clearly just now. You said you want to find Nonoyu?"

Basao gently placed his right hand on the shoulder of the Shamate. With just a slight exertion, the guy's face turned pale and his body was shaking like chaff.

Unable to even cry out in pain, the Shamate boy's body was about to collapse like overcooked noodles.

However, being held tightly by the blade, his body was like clothes hanging out to dry, hanging lifelessly on the hook-like arm.

"You...what are you going to do!"

"Our boss has promised us to come forward! You are dead... you are dead!"

"Let Matsushima go!"

Among the eight people in the group, a courageous guy pointed at Masao tremblingly and shouted in a lack of confidence.

"And boss, it seems that telling me not to talk to Kushina is to eliminate extra trouble?"

"These guys are not as stupid as they think."

Basheng now fully understood their plan.

He let go and the Shamate boy fell to the ground.

Then, like a butterfly flying through flowers, his figure quickly passed by the remaining seven people.

When he reappeared, Basheng had already walked towards the teaching building calmly.

Behind him, the seven people seemed to have been hit hard at the same time. They clutched their stomachs and collapsed on the ground.

So what if there is a boss?

He has no strength and will be beaten before the boss comes.

Anyway, this toilet is in a corner of the playground, remote and uninhabited, and the spider sense has not detected any malicious prying eyes.

Give them a good beating to remember, otherwise they will come back to cause trouble in the future.

As for the future boss, Basheng, who was worried about exposing his strength, had already thought of a countermeasure.

I have Admiral Minato, who can kill all enemies in the ninja school!