Hiroto also said nothing when his new teammate, Reiji, greeted him. Hey, if Reiji wasn't going to say anything, then Hiroto wouldn't feel any obligation to do so either. He did pause briefly and nodded an acknowledgement, though, but went right back to his exercises after that. Come to think of it, Hiroto wasn't sure he knew much about Reiji. They graduated in the same class, so he knew the kid's name, but not much else. Hiroto wasn't exactly a friend magnet in the academy. When he wasn't pulling pranks he was likely picking fights with other students who made fun of him for his background. Since it wasn't exactly common for a fisherman's kid to become a ninja, the other kids (most of whom came from these big, important ninja families) liked to think of Hiroto as some kind of lowly peasant boy, but of course Hiroto wouldn't stand for any of it and ended up starting more than a few fights in the schoolyard as a result.

A woman's voice was what finally got Hiroto to stop his exercising. He turned and saw what had to be the prettiest face he'd ever seen. [i]That[/i] was his new sensei? [i]Score![/i] Thought Hiroto. After having to endure Satsuma's training, this kind-sounding and, more importantly, smoking hot babe of a Jonin was a definite breath of fresh air. Not that Hiroto had the guts to actually say any of that aloud, especially when she showed them her Sharingan. Now, Hiroto wasn't particularly knowledgeable about NInja from other lands, but those Uchiha and their freaky eyes had all kinds of stories and rumors going around about them. The sensei, who introduced herself as Kyoko, explained that she was a Genjutsu specialist and made it very clear that she would not tolerate shenanigans of any kind. Well, crap, they couldn't have picked a worse Genin for her team then, since Hiroto practically lived for shenanigans.

"So basically, your specialty is mind-fucking people, right?" Hiroto asked bluntly. He probably could have phrased it better, but the funny thing was that he wasn't actually wrong, since Genjutsu were generally used specifically for psychological attacks: aka mind-fucking people. "Man, the way you basically go inside people's brains and make them go cuckoo... and people call [i]me[/i] a dirty fighter." he said with a small snicker. Though he may not have worded it well, he actually seemed to rather admire the idea of Genjutsu, even if he had no personal interest in pursuing that field.

"Sounds cool and all, but personally I find something more... gratifying about punching people in the face," he shrugged, "maybe that's just me. I'm Hiroto, by the way. Hiroto Narumi, a superstar-in-the-making if I do say so myself."