At that moment, Torifu sent him a timely message. "Your program is very good, but most ninjas don't like bugs, so naturally the enthusiasm will be a little lower. Keep it up."
The boy performing had never expected that before he received any help from his family, he would first gain Lord Torifu's approval!
But where was Lord Torifu? Why couldn't he find him at all?
Still, he had no time to keep looking. Soon, the next program was ready to take the stage, and his own performance had reached its end.
At the final moment of the show, his eyes shifted, and he had all the insects arrange themselves into Torifu's likeness.
For a moment, the villagers both loved and hated it.
"This kid is rather interesting. Check what his ninja talent is like. If he's only an ordinary ninja, we can have him study at the newly prepared art school. If he's an outstanding clansman, then forget it."
Uchiha Chirori also felt that the little fellow had quite a bit of spark. After Torifu spoke to him, he hadn't interrupted the boy's train of thought.
Instead, the boy had used this method to end his performance perfectly. Though insect theater was not especially beautiful in the villagers' eyes, in Torifu and Uchiha Chirori's eyes, there was no doubt that the little fellow had put on a very good program.
The Aburame Clan had always been the most low-key clan in Konoha, so making them go onstage to perform was rather difficult for them. But his performance left Torifu very satisfied.
Before long, his information was delivered by an Anbu ninja.
"Aburame Sandu. A pretty strange name, and he isn't an especially outstanding ninja in the clan either. He's been very interested in the arts since he was young...