SON OF HASIRAMA-SENJU

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As Arata Senju was thinking about what happened to him in the OG Naruto timeline, suddenly, a metallic voice rang in his mind.

"Ding! The host's doubts are detected. The Chosen System is activated. Please bind it if you want."

Just when Arata was wondering about his fate in the OG timeline, he heard this voice.

What? I have a system?

But I awakened Wood Release when I was six…

That means… I must be invincible in the future!

Before Naruto and Sasuke get the Sage of Six Paths power and Rinne-Sharingan, I should already be at my father's level! And before that? I would already be dead… Oh no, not dead! Wait…

He suddenly thought about Danzo.

At least I'm stronger than that guy. But still… would I have died? It's possible…

Although Arata was shocked, he also felt excited. He actually had a system!

When he isekai'd into this world, it must have activated now.

If he hadn't awakened Wood Release at six, he would have been super happy right now. But even without the system, he already had Wood Release, a Sage Body, Uzumaki and Senju chakra, and their bloodline.

Now, with the system added on top?

It's like a cake with extra layers of power!

At that moment, the metallic voice spoke again.

"Ding! The host has not made a choice. The system will automatically bind in 10 seconds.

10… 9… 8… 6… 2… 1…

System fully bound! The Chosen System is at your service!"

Arata blinked.

Wait, what?

The system bound itself?! Then what was the point of asking me?!

This thing is breaking the freaking rules!

Arata felt frustrated. If the system was going to force-bind anyway, then why even ask?

Before he could complain more, the metallic voice rang again.

"Congratulations! The host has successfully bound the Chosen System for the first time. The Chosen System will now operate. Please choose from the options below."

As Arata looked up, a glowing screen appeared before his eyes.

Three options popped up, just like in Solo Leveling when Jinwoo first got his system.

 Suddenly, three options appeared in front of him.

Option 1: Take off your clothes and go to bed. You are still small, so you should have a good habit of sleeping early and waking up early.

Reward: A kiss on your forehead from your mother, Mito Uzumaki.

Option 2: Go and sleep between your mother and father. Since you are still small, they will not mind.

Reward: Get bonked by Hashirama Senju.

Option 3: Go back to your father, Hashirama Senju, and fight him. You are not allowed to stop until your chakra is completely exhausted.

Reward: Shikkotsu Forest Contract, also known as the Land of the Slug Sage.

Host must choose one of the three options within a day, or you will be punished. Punishment: You will be sent to the middle of a desert, and your chakra will be sealed or you will have your height stuck.

Arata stared at the options, his face twitching.

Are you kidding me, system?! No matter what, I don't want to get bonked by my father while training!

That monster Senju, my father, Senju Hashirama, never holds back when fighting me!

Damn it, he used a freaking chakra-infused punch on my head last time! I was knocked out for five days!

Then his eyes moved to the punishment section.

What is this? Either I get sent to a desert with my chakra sealed… or my height stays the same forever?!

Arata felt his soul leave his body.

My height is only 1.58 meters right now! What do you want me to do? Stay a dwarf forever?! Like that old man Onoki Tsuchikage in Anime ?!

This thing is so cruel. I was free! This system is ruining my life!

He sighed deeply.

There's no way out. The system is forcing me to choose.

To have a perfect height in the future… or at least a good life… he could only choose the third option.

Why?

Because there was no way he could pick the first or second options!

Who the hell wants to interfere with their parents' intimate life at night by sleeping between them?!

Meanwhile…

Under the moonlight, Hashirama stood outside, looking at the night sky. His long hair swayed gently in the wind.

Just then, a soft voice called out.

"Hashirama, what are you still doing here? It's getting late. Come back to sleep."

A woman in a white kimono walked toward him.

She had long white hair tied into two buns on her head, a golden crown, and a purple forehead mark.

This was none other than Mito Uzumaki—Senju Hashirama's wife and Arata Senju's mother.

Seeing her, Hashirama smiled warmly.

"Mito, why did you come out? I was just about to come inside."

Holding her hand gently, he spoke with a soft voice, as if they were newly married.

Hashirama held Mito's hand like they were newly married. Even after so many years, Senju Hashirama and Mito Uzumaki still treated each other like they had just gotten married. They were happy

In the market, people would see them together, smiling, talking, holding hands, and they would think, Ah, this is love.

They also had a son—Arata Senju.

But this era was cruel. Children didn't get to live long. Many died at the age of nine. Clans sent their children to war, forcing them to fight.

So, in this era, having a family, a real happy family, was rare. Most people never even got a chance to marry.

Just then—

A loud voice echoed.

"Dad! Father!"

Hashirama turned toward the voice and saw his son.

Arata Senju stood there, pointing at Hashirama with his right hand, his finger straight at his father.

"Let's fight! I will defeat you this time!" he shouted.

The entire area changed. The moment Arata declared those words, the atmosphere grew heavy. It was like the whole place was filled with a powerful aura.

Even Hashirama raised an eyebrow, surprised by his son's confidence. Arata then turned his head slightly, looking to the side and his face turned pale. Horror filled his eyes.

Because standing right there… was his mother.

Oh no…

In the entire Senju Clan, in his whole family—there was no one Arata was afraid of. He could talk freely with his father. He could joke Even with his uncle, Senju Tobirama.

But his mother?

That's a different story. It was like Tom and Jerry. No matter how strong Arata was, no matter how much he trained, he could never go against his mother. Because who isn't afraid of their mother?

Arata started sweating.

His confidence, his toughness—it all started fading away. Mito Uzumaki looked at him, her face calm… too calm. Then— Her long white hair started floating. It split into nine equal parts, waving in the air.

Wait… how?!

Arata's brain froze.

She's not even a Jinchuriki yet…

Then he looked at his father.

Maybe it was genetics? Maybe she was just built different?

But still!

She was coming toward him. And with every step, the pressure grew stronger. Mito's voice was cold.

"What's going on?" she said.

Her footsteps were slow, but powerful.

"Didn't I tell you before?" She got closer.

"Don't shout like that." Her tone was sharp.

"And why do you want to fight your father at this time?" Arata felt suffocated.

Why is she acting like this?!

Didn't I already tell her in the morning?!

Why is she coming to me now?!

Oh no…

RUN!

Arata turned, trying to escape. He didn't want to get caught.Because if his mother caught him His ass was doomed.

Seeing her son, Senju Arata, running away, Mito Uzumaki narrowed her eyes.

"You still want to run?"

She clapped her hands together.

"Uzumaki Secret Art—Four Symbol Seal!"

The moment Mito finished speaking, a powerful sealing jutsu activated.

A barrier formed in front of Arata, glowing red with sealing marks.

Three golden chains shot out from the barrier, wrapping around Arata's body and lifting him into the air.

He was trapped.

Ah, mother, let me go! Let me go!

I didn't do anything! Even if I did something wrong, I won't do it again!

Arata struggled, but it was useless.

This was an Uzumaki Clan secret technique. Once someone was locked in it, they couldn't escape unless they had brute force strong enough to break the seal. And right now, Arata didn't have that kind of strength. The only person who could break it easily was his father.His uncle, Senju Tobirama,Byt he wasn't at that level yet.

Mito had sealed her own son without hesitation.

Even Senju Hashirama wouldn't be able to break it easily. That just showed how powerful the Uzumaki Clan truly was. This was also the reason why the Uzumaki Clan was feared. Other clans needed complicated jutsu to seal a Tailed Beast.

But for the Uzumaki?

Sealing techniques were as natural as breathing. Hashirama let out a small sigh and shook his head. "Okay, Mito-chan , put our son down," he said, smiling.

"I want to see how much he has grown in these three years."

Mito glanced at her husband.

Then, she sighed.

She wanted to go back early, spend some quiet time with Hashirama, maybe even get a little romantic.

But now? Her own son had ruined it.

Her Silly boy.

She was happy And also unhappy.

Happy to see her family together. Unhappy because she still remembered what happened last time.

The last time her husband and son sparred— Her son was unconscious for five days. Her expression darkened as she turned to look at Hashirama.

Deadly eyes.

Hashirama immediately understood her message.

He gulped.

Ever since their son was born, he and Mito had less and less time together.

Then, the war happened. They barely had time for themselves.

Mom, don't be angry!

Arata tried to flatter her.

"You are beautiful! If you get angry, it will affect your beauty! You might even grow old faster!"

For a moment, there was silence.

Then—

BONK!

Mito smacked her son on the head.

"Ouch! What was that for, Mother? I'm sorry!" Arata yelped.

Mito crossed her arms.

"Don't ask a lady about her age. And don't comment on it either. Understand?"

Suddenly, her long white hair started floating again.

Arata gulped.

"Okay, Mom! I won't! I won't!"

Hashirama chuckled.

Then, he turned to Arata.

"Son, didn't you say you don't want to be beaten up by me in a spar? You know I don't hold back."

Hashirama smiled.

"So why do you suddenly want to fight me?"

Arata froze.