Since I'm Here Anyway...

"Ugh..."

"My head hurts."

"My chest feels so heavy."

Wang Gang slowly opened his eyes.

He rubbed his strangely swollen chest with one hand and his head with the other, then looked around.

A wooden ceiling came into view.

Carved beams, paper sliding doors, and a faint scent of sandalwood.

He blinked.

His last memory was of a karaoke lounge being short on hostesses.

His cousin had dragged him in to help out, and a customer had asked him to stay and drink with them.

Then, in the next instant, he was here.

He had no idea what had happened in between.

Even his clothes had been changed.

"Damn it. Did that customer drug me?"

"What hotel is this? Why's it Japanese-style?"

Wang Gang struggled to sit up, only to find that his center of gravity was all wrong.

"What's going on? Why is my chest so swollen?!"

He braced himself against the bed and tried again. This time, he managed to sit up.

Without thinking, he reached up and felt his pecs.

Wang Gang's hand froze.

"...That doesn't feel right."

He looked down. Two unexpected peaks blocked most of his view.

He couldn't see his stomach at all.

"What's going on?!"

Panic seized Wang Gang. Trembling, he moved his hand lower.

Below his abdomen.

The familiar, dear little brother that had been with him for more than twenty years, even if it sometimes had a mind of its own.

Gone!

In its place was a flat expanse, even slightly indented.

It formed a certain... deep (ω)-shaped outline.

Wang Gang felt as if lightning had struck him.

"It's... it's gone?!!"

"Where's my little brother???!!!"

Wang Gang cried out in terror.

The moment he heard his own shout, he froze again.

His voice was crisp and clear, with the bright tone of a young woman.

"I... I turned into a woman?!!!"

Frantic, he pulled open his clothes and looked down.

Then he squeezed his eyes shut, opened them, and shut them again.

After doing that three times, he finally accepted the cruel truth.

He hadn't just changed bodies.

He'd changed sexes too.

Suddenly, a sharp pain struck.

A flood of unfamiliar memories surged into his mind.

Konoha, the Ninja Academy, the princess of the Senju, Mito Uzumaki, Monster Strength, Medical Ninjutsu...

Wang Gang opened his eyes again.

He—no, she now.

She slowly lowered her head and looked once more at the two heavy mounds on her chest.

She accepted reality.

She had crossed over.

Into the world of Naruto.

She had become eighteen-year-old Tsunade.

"Wait. Where's my system?"

Wang Gang closed her eyes and called out in her mind:

"System!"

"System bro!"

"Dad!"

"Daddy!"

"Father!!"

Silence.

Only birds chirped outside the window.

Wang Gang fell back onto the bed and stared at the ceiling.

One hand rested on her chest, rubbing it without thinking.

The other lay across her forehead.

Her expression was complicated.

"Turning into a woman is one thing, but I don't even get a cheat? Instead, the heavens stick two meteors on my chest..."

"Is this my punishment for treating myself a little too well?"

She rolled onto her side.

The two mounds on her chest swayed with her, startling her.

"They move too?!"

She rolled back, and they swayed again.

Then she fell silent.

"When I fight, won't these things get in the way, swinging all over the place?"

"No wonder Tsunade ran so strangely in Naruto."

After muttering to herself for a while, she finally sat up.

Wait! If she had crossed over and become Tsunade, that meant...

"My memories are the biggest cheat I could ask for."

In her previous life, she'd been a die-hard Naruto fan.

She knew every plot point, bit of foreshadowing, and dark secret by heart.

And now she'd arrived so many years early.

If she wanted to grow stronger, there were countless ways to do it!

"Especially Might Duy's Eight Gates!"

"If I could learn it..."

She licked her dry lips.

Eight Gates, Creation Rebirth, Monster Strength, and Katsuyu.

Just imagining it was terrifying!

"If I mastered all of them, could I unify the Shinobi World during the Second Shinobi World War?"

There were still two years until the Second Shinobi World War.

Wang Gang tilted her head, imagining the possibilities.

Besides, being Tsunade was a pretty incredible deal!

Hashirama Senju's own granddaughter.

The princess of Konoha.

A talent for Monster Strength.

A talent for Medical Ninjutsu.

The Uzumaki's inherited Yin Seal...

All of it was hers now.

She took a deep breath and finally accepted reality completely.

Then she walked to the mirror in the corner of the room.

A young woman stared back at her.

Long golden hair fell over her shoulders, and her skin was fair.

She had a smooth forehead, large, bright eyes, a high nose, and lips pressed lightly together.

But her upper body drew the eye most of all.

The fabric stretched into an exaggerated curve, while her waist was impossibly slender.

The contrast was impossible to look away from.

Wang Gang stared at herself in the mirror.

After a long silence, her gaze turned serious.

"Since I've become Tsunade, from now on, I'm... Tsunade!"

Wang Gang was in the past.

Tsunade was who she was now.

She looked at herself in the mirror again.

But as she kept looking, she suddenly swallowed.

"They really are... huge."

She glanced around to make sure no one else was in the room.

Then she cleared her throat, leaned toward the mirror, and poked its surface.

"So this is Tsunade at eighteen?"

"She's a hundred times prettier than in the manga..."

"This skin, this glow, these collarbones..."

Tsunade stared at her reflection, finding it harder and harder to look away.

A lecherous grin slowly spread across her face.

Her eyes drifted toward the bathroom nearby.

A rather unhealthy thought

quietly took shape.

Her expression turned a little bashful.

"Doing that on my first day here would be wrong... wouldn't it?"

After a second's hesitation, a sleazy grin crept across Tsunade's face.

"Hehe. Since I'm here anyway."

She cleared her throat, picked up a roll of toilet paper, and crept toward the bathroom...