Naruto: The villain template of me is regarded as the savior

"Hoo! Hoo! It should, the bell hasn't rung yet, right?"

Kushina rushed to the door of the classroom out of breath, took a breath before reaching out and knocking on the door.

Boom! Boom!

"Please come in."

Hearing the teacher's familiar voice coming from the classroom, she couldn't help but feel lucky that she was in time before the bell rang. Kushina breathed a sigh of relief and opened the door.

Click!

But when she walked into the classroom, she found that it was full of people and the whole classroom was very quiet.

When she looked towards the back row, she met a pair of light blue eyes. Kushina was very keenly aware of the sympathy in her eyes.

"Haha, you two little bastards really have a good understanding of each other."

An angry voice came from the podium, causing Kushina to come back to her senses and turn her head to look.

On the podium, a middle-aged man with a scar on his face was looking at her with his hands folded and his face gloomy.

"Teacher Fujiki."

Kushina shivered when he saw him, blinked and asked subconsciously: "Isn't the school bell ringing yet?"

"Hahaha!"

This sentence instantly ignited the quiet classroom, and most of the children couldn't help laughing.

It wasn't until Kushina glared at them fiercely that some children with bruised eyes closed their mouths, like ducks and geese being choked.

"Quiet!"

Fujiki couldn't help but darken his face, and pointed to the clock above his head, and said angrily: "The bell has rung, and you came later than Minato, but he still got there on time!"

Hearing this, Kushina looked at the blond boy standing at the end of the classroom, with an embarrassed smile on Minato's reddish cheeks.

"Go." Fujishu raised his chin to Kushina and said in a deep voice, "You also go to the back and stand in class."

Kushina scratched her head in distress, but still walked over in a familiar way.

Obviously, compared to Minato who was late for the first time, she already had a lot of experience, and her skin was thick enough to ignore the strange looks.

"Hello."

Kushina walked to Minato in the back row, moved her mouth slightly and asked in a small voice: "Aren't you the most diligent in school? Why are you late today?"

Hearing Kushina's interesting oral habits, Minato subconsciously touched his nose and couldn't help but reveal a wry smile on his face.

He knew that Kushina hated him because of some misunderstandings, but he never found a chance to explain. This was the first time they talked so close.

"This, this is not important."

Minato looked at Teacher Fujiki on the podium with a guilty conscience, as if he was afraid that he would find out that he was talking nonsense, so he imitated Kushina and lowered his voice: "The most important thing now is that we are going to be unlucky."

Kushina was indeed attracted by the topic he changed, and asked curiously: "What do you mean?"

"Teacher Fujiki said that this class will be taught by a substitute teacher." At this point, Minato paused pretending to be mysterious.

"Substitute teacher?" Kushina touched the ends of her long red hair and said with wandering eyes, "Oh, what is this class about?"

As soon as these words came out, the corners of Minato's mouth couldn't help but twitch, and he patiently explained in a low voice: "History of Konoha and the Will of Fire, don't you want to be the first female Hokage? Have you forgotten all this?"

Hearing this, Kushina crossed her arms across her chest, dissatisfied and guilty, and whispered: "I, I just haven't woken up yet..."

She just doesn't want to be excluded, doesn't want to be treated as an outsider, and wants to treat this place as her hometown.

In order to better integrate into Konoha, I lied on the first day of school.

Who would really want to be Hokage? !

As a result, among the students in the entire classroom, only the sissy next to her stood up and agreed with her "ideal."

"look."

Minato pursed his lips at the people in front of him and said with a smile, "All the students who are from the ninja clan and like to skip class are here today, which is a rare opportunity."

Yamanaka Kaiichi of the Yamanaka clan, Akimichi Choza and Akimichi Yoshimaru of the Akimichi clan, Nara Shikaku and Nara Yoshino of the Nara clan...

"The History of Konoha and the Will of Fire."

Kushina muttered subconsciously, as if she suddenly thought of something, and blurted out: "You mean, you mean to teach us as a substitute..."

At this moment, before she could finish her words, the classroom door was knocked again.

Everyone in the classroom subconsciously looked over and saw the vine tree bobbing in response: "Hey, it's coming, it's coming!"

When the door was opened by the vine tree, everyone in the classroom was stunned when they saw the figure outside the door.

An old man with white hair and a kind smile. His white and red imperial robes made him look unusually tall, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were as deep as burnt wood.

"Fire, Hokage Rock?"

One child blurted out, but quickly realized it and said in surprise: "No, no, it's the third-generation grandfather!"

Other children also made noises of surprise, and the whole classroom became noisy.

"Good morning, kids."

With a gentle smile on his face, Sarutobi Hiruzen walked into the classroom and looked at the excited children. He said jokingly: "I'm really sorry. I stayed up too late last night to approve the documents, so I was a few minutes late."

"It shouldn't leave you with the first impression that you like to be late, right?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone shook their heads in unison like a rattle, and some little girls even covered their mouths to prevent themselves from screaming uncontrollably.

This class was taught by the third generation. No one was dissatisfied at all. Instead, everyone was very interested and looked forward to it.

Fujiki was very sensible and sat at the back of the classroom, while Sarutobi Hiruzen stood on the podium naturally.

He took off the hat that symbolized the position of Hokage and put it on the desk, and said with a smile: "The course I am going to teach today is "The History of Konoha and the Will of Fire". Please take out your books."

The entire classroom is arranged in a stepped manner, and each table can accommodate three people. That is, three people share a table, which is very convenient for naughty students to chat secretly.

But at this moment, the lecture theater was completely silent. Only the serious expressions of the students could be seen, and some even took out notebooks and pens to take notes.

They looked as docile as sheep, but no one had a pointer or a shepherd dog. It was obvious that they were completely conscious.

"Tsk."

Regarding this class environment that all faculty members dream of, the teacher sitting in the last row flashed a hint of envy in his eyes and said to himself: "These little bastards really can make the most of the situation."

After all, this class contains the best students in the entire grade. They are either descendants of the ninja clan or geniuses from civilian backgrounds. It is not easy to keep them in line.

However, the old man standing on the podium did it, and not with punishment or threats, nor with any promises of rewards.

Because this old man's name is Hiruzen Sarutobi, and he is also the current principal of the ninja school, the third generation Hokage who is highly respected by the children.

"The Will of Fire, where the leaves are flying, the fire will continue to grow. The fire will continue to illuminate the village and make new leaves sprout."

Sarutobi Hiruzen walked on the podium, glanced at the young cheeks below, smiled and said gently: "I guess Mr. Fujiki has mentioned it in the last class."

He looked at the teacher in the last row and saw him nodding his head like a chicken pecking at rice. Then he looked back at everyone and asked, "So, can someone explain what this sentence means?"

Having said that, as if he had just discovered Kushina and Minato standing behind him, he looked at the golden hair whose color surpassed the warm yellow light of the classroom.

"Oh." Sarutobi Hiruzen squinted his eyes and smiled very kindly: "Why is there still someone standing there? Why don't you go back to your seat and listen to the class?"

"Sandaime-sama, the two of them were late, so I punished them..." Fujishu quickly stood up and explained.

"Oh, that's it." Sarutobi Hiruzen suddenly nodded, and then looked at Minato and Minato with twinkling eyes, his narrowed eyes covering the strange color in them.

His eyes stayed more on Kushina, thinking of the information Jiraiya sent back with Ninja last night, and looking at Minato on the side, he made a small calculation in his mind.

There are suspected to be survivors of the Uzumaki clan.

Their attitude towards Konoha will most likely turn hostile.

Alas, I suddenly feel that it is a bit difficult to handle, so I can only give it a try.

"I remember you, one is the son of a hero, and the other is the child I had someone pick up personally. I heard that your dream is to become Hokage?"

Sarutobi Hiruzen was thinking in his mind. The smile on his face was still kind, which made people subconsciously feel good. He said to Minato and Kushina: "They are both excellent children. Since that is the case, then it is up to you to answer."

"What does the Will of Fire mean, and why do you want to be Hokage?"

"If one of you answers correctly, I will let you sit back and listen to the lecture."