My Name: Senju Fujima

Night fell over the compound of the Senju Clan.

"Fujima, what is your dream?"

A man with long black hair, clad in a black tight-fitting combat suit layered with red plate armor, wearing red iron bracers on his wrists and a white headband embossed with the Senju Clan crest, looked down at the child beside him who bore a striking resemblance to himself.

"Dad, my dream? I don't really have one. My dream is just to eat, drink, play, and sleep every day, living a comfortable life, hehe!"

The child, dressed in an outfit very similar to the man's but topped with a white robe featuring a swirl pattern on the back, looked up at the black-haired man and smiled.

His name was Senju Fujima. He had originally been a modern-day office worker who died suddenly while scrolling through social media, only to wake up in this war-torn ninja world as the newborn son of Hashirama Senju.

"Oh?"

"Didn't you used to say you wanted to become a powerhouse? To help your father realize his dream?"

Hashirama Senju looked at his son, asking with a hint of confusion.

In the past, Senju Fujima had often claimed he wanted to become a peerless expert to help him achieve his dream, but Hashirama had always assumed the boy was just young and hadn't taken it seriously.

Hashirama asked Senju Fujima this every year; he wanted to see his child share the same dream, as it gave him more motivation—this was the Will of Fire.

"Because Dad is already strong enough. As long as you wish for it, there is no one left in the entire ninja world who is your match."

"I also hate war, so I know that you will end it soon. When that happens, everyone will live in peace and contentment, and the world will return to harmony."

Senju Fujima tilted his head, looking at Hashirama Senju with a squinting, playful smile.

"Haha, you are ten years old now. Although your father has strength, I cannot always be by your side to protect you. You still need to improve your own strength as quickly as possible."

"World peace is still very difficult to achieve, but your father will work hard to ensure you can live the kind of life you want."

Hashirama Senju looked at his son with a gentle smile and reached out his right hand to pat Senju Fujima's small head.

Having lived so long, he had seen too much death. With the departure of his brothers one by one, only his second brother, Tobirama Senju, remained.

The loss of his kin had made him swear to end this chaotic era, and he had been working toward that goal ever since.

Now that he had a wife and child, and the need to protect his clansmen, a peaceful and stable world was the only logical choice.

"I know, Dad. I'm not someone who can be bullied easily. Don't look at me like I'm only ten; ordinary jonin are no match for me, hee hee!"

Senju Fujima looked at his father and chuckled. Being the son of the future First Hokage was a point of pride, after all, his father was the God of Shinobi.

"Is that so? Then I shall test your strength today."

"Come on! Let your father see what you've got."

Hashirama Senju looked at the Senju Fujima before him, the corners of his mouth curling upward.

"Let's not, shall we? You're too strong, Dad. If I spar with you, isn't that just asking for a beating?"

"I'm not that stupid. You never hold back when you fight, I've experienced that before. I'm leaving, I'm ignoring you now."

Seeing Hashirama Senju's eager expression, Senju Fujima pulled a long face, curled his lip, and took off running.

He recalled what happened three years ago.

"Dad, I want to duel you."

Seven-year-old Senju Fujima, wanting to have something to brag about later—to be the one who defeated the God of Shinobi at age seven—had come to challenge his father.

"Oh?"

Hashirama Senju had been stunned to see Senju Fujima appear before him with such a declaration, and then his figure simply vanished.

"Uh? Where did he go?"

Seeing Hashirama Senju disappear, Senju Fujima frantically looked left and right, but he couldn't find his old man anywhere.

"Thud...!"

At that moment, a giant wooden fist suddenly materialized above Senju Fujima's head, slamming him directly into the ground until only the top half of his head remained visible.

"Ouch!"

Feeling the intense pain from his scalp, Senju Fujima let out a miserable cry, a bump the size of a duck egg instantly rising on his head.

Since then, Senju Fujima had never challenged Hashirama Senju again.

"Ugh, this kid, haha!"

Watching Senju Fujima scurry away, Hashirama Senju shook his head with a wry smile, standing alone as he looked out at the scenery, lost in thought.

"Good thing I ran fast, or I would've been caught and beaten by Dad again."

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Senju Fujima returned to his room, the corners of his mouth lifting in a look of relief.

"I've been in this world for ten years now. I reckon it'll only be a few more years before Konoha is established."

"But I just don't understand—why did Hashirama Senju's son never appear? In the original story, he never showed up even once."

"He was only mentioned once in Tsunade's recount, where she said her father's strength was even greater than her grandfather's."

"So how did such a person just inexplicably disappear? Who could have had the power to kill him?"

"Or perhaps, do I have a hidden enemy? Someone waiting at any moment to take my life?"

Senju Fujima lay on his bed, lost in thought as he recalled the Naruto anime, in which he—a person who should have been significant—had never even appeared.

After all, Senju Fujima possessed the most powerful genes combined from both the Uzumaki Clan and the Senju Clan; his strength should have been formidable.

Just imagine: if one were to awaken Wood Release, combined with the massive chakra reserves of both the Uzumaki and Senju clans, it would be even greater than the chakra of a Tailed Beast.

Yet, a person like this had vanished inexplicably. Not even the Impure World Reincarnation had ever summoned him; it was as if Tsunade had simply popped out of a crack in a rock.

"Ding. Host's confusion detected. God Selection System initiating. Do you wish to bind with this system?"

Just as Senju Fujima was wondering why he hadn't appeared in the Naruto anime, a mechanical voice resonated within his mind.

"What? A system? My golden finger has arrived?"

"But I've already awakened Wood Release. At the very least, I should be invincible while I'm alive. By the time the main characters appear, I'll have already kicked the bucket. What use is a system now?"

Although Senju Fujima was shocked that his transmigration actually came with a golden finger—and one that only activated when he was ten years old—he would have been thrilled if he hadn't already awakened Wood Release.

But now that he had, what use was a system? At most, it was just icing on the cake!

"Ding. Host has not made a selection. Automatic binding in ten seconds."

"10, 9, 8... 2, 1."

"Ding. System binding successful. God Selection System at your service."

Just as Senju Fujima was still pondering why his golden finger had arrived so late, the ten seconds had passed, and the system had actually bound itself?

"You don't play by the rules at all. If you can force a bind, why even ask me? Tch."

The system's behavior left Senju Fujima stunned. If it was going to force a bind anyway, why bother asking? Wasn't that just a rhetorical waste of time?

"Ding. Congratulations to the host for the first binding of the God Selection System. The system is now operational. Please make your selection."

As the system spoke, an electronic screen appeared before Senju Fujima, much like a driver's license test, displaying three options.

[Option 1: Go to sleep without your clothes on, be a good boy and a model youth, and cultivate the habit of early to bed and early to rise. Completion Reward: A compliment of 'Good boy' from Mito Uzumaki, and a kiss from the plumpest beauty of the Senju Clan.]

[Option 2: Tell your mother you want to sleep with her tonight; as a good boy, being clingy to your mother is only natural. Completion Reward: A brutal beating from Hashirama Senju.]

[Option 3: Go back immediately and challenge Hashirama Senju to a duel; you are not permitted to stop until your chakra is completely exhausted. Completion Reward: Shikkotsu Forest Summoning Contract.]

"Ding. Host, please choose as soon as possible. Failure to choose within one day will result in a penalty. This penalty: your height will be permanently fixed."

Seeing the giant screen before him, Senju Fujima's body trembled, and he nearly cursed out loud.

"System? Are you messing with me? No matter what I do, I end up getting beaten?"

"Fixed height? Fixed my foot! I'm only about 1.58 meters tall right now. You want me to be a shorty? Damn it...!"

"You, you, you...!"

"Fine, you win."

There was no help for it; this system even had penalties, forcing him to make a choice and leaving him with no room to complain.

For the sake of his future perfect height and his ability to woo women, he could only suppress his anger, leap from the bed, and sprint toward the original location.

"Hashirama, what are you still looking at?"

"It's getting late, let's go back to sleep!"

At that moment, a woman wearing a white qipao walked over and spoke softly to Hashirama Senju.

The woman had long red hair tied into twin buns, wore a golden crown, and had a purple diamond-shaped mark on her forehead. Two spirit talismans hung by her ears. This was Hashirama Senju's wife, Senju Fujima's mother, Mito Uzumaki.

"Haha, Mito, why have you come out? I was just about to head back."

Seeing Mito Uzumaki, Hashirama Senju greeted her with a smile, taking her delicate hand and speaking gently.

Married for many years, Hashirama Senju and Mito Uzumaki treated each other with mutual respect and lived a happy life. Having raised their son, Senju Fujima, in this era, they already considered themselves fortunate.

"Father, let's duel! I am going to defeat you...!"

Just then, Senju Fujima suddenly appeared before Hashirama Senju and Mito Uzumaki, pointing his right finger at Hashirama Senju and shouting loudly.