Transmigrated

Inside the Senju Clan compound, in Konoha Year One.

"Who are you?" the white-haired, red-eyed man asked, staring sternly at the child before him.

"Dad!" The child's eyes gleamed. He looked about four or five years old.

"Tobirama! You! You!" Beside the man and child, a long-haired man wearing a headband with a spiral emblem roared in shock.

"Big brother! Kid! Who exactly are you?!"

Indeed, the two men before the child were Hashirama Senju, the God of the Shinobi World, and his younger brother, Tobirama Senju.

And this little boy was our protagonist, Sima Dave.

Absurd as it sounded, he had transmigrated—and into the world of Naruto, no less—as Tobirama Senju's son. Tobirama Senju had a son? Dave had been utterly dumbfounded after transmigrating, too. How the hell was Tobirama Senju his dad?? That was what his mother in this life had told him.

According to his mother in this life, before Konoha was founded, during the Warring States Period, her clan had been a fairly prominent one in the Land of Fire. Hashirama Senju, the God of the Shinobi World, had brought his younger brother to invite their clan to establish a peaceful village together, but the Clan Leader had refused. The whole thing was ridiculous. His mother had merely belonged to a branch family of that clan, and she had been quite pretty back then. She had been sent to attend to Tobirama and Hashirama. After the brothers and the Clan Leader got drunk—

His mother had taken the drunken Tobirama back to his room... and then... Tobirama had actually... actually... ahem, ahem.

His mother hadn't wanted to stir up trouble, so she had pretended to know nothing about it. Our Tobirama had also drunk himself into a blackout and remembered nothing, assuming nothing had happened. Who could have known that she would become pregnant with him from that single encounter?

The clan had mocked and sneered at his mother for being an unchaste woman, and she had finally died of depression the previous month. The boy had felt he could no longer stay in the clan either, so he had decided to find his father. But since he had never trained his chakra or exercised growing up, a wild beast had killed him on the road. That was how Dave had transmigrated into this kid's body and found his father, Tobirama Senju.

If he hadn't transmigrated, Tobirama's only descendant would have died just like that, without anyone knowing. Not even Tobirama himself.

"WHAT?????" Tobirama roared in utter bewilderment after hearing the account of what he had done.

"I remember now. You're from the Sima Clan?" Hashirama smacked his forehead hard. He remembered, too. He, his brother, and the Sima Clan Clan Leader had all drunk themselves into blackouts. When he had gone to find Tobirama the next morning, he had discovered him naked.

"Yes, Lord Hashirama. Mother died of depression, and I couldn't stay in the clan anymore. I could only come looking for Father," Sima Dave said pitifully, his eyes slightly red and brimming with tears.

"I..." Tobirama was still stunned. He was already thirty, and a son had suddenly popped up out of nowhere. Who the fuck could handle that?

"Tobirama! Dave's mother is already dead because of you. Are you going to abandon your own son, too?!" It was a rare moment of anger for Hashirama, the God of Shinobi, and his voice shook the entire compound.

"Big brother! Are you really going to take this kid's word for it?!" Tobirama shouted back guiltily. He did remember a little. When he had woken up that day and found himself without a stitch of clothing, he had assumed he had gotten too hot while drunk and stripped. Who could have known this was what had happened?

"Um... Father, I have an ability of my own," Dave said then.

Dave extended his hands and casually formed a couple of hand seals. Suddenly, the ground outside the door cracked open, and an enormous vine surged out. Then a Peashooter appeared before the three of them, swaying constantly. The Peashooter even winked at Dave.

This was the cheat he had brought with him after transmigrating: he could actually summon plants from Plants vs. Zombies, a game from his previous life, to fight for him. At present, he could only summon Peashooters, sunflowers, Potato Mines, Wall-nuts, and Squashes. Dave had thought his cheat would be some sort of system, like those in the countless webnovels he had read in his previous life.

But he had called out for several days without a single voice answering him. There was only one piece of knowledge in his mind: once he became a genin, he would be able to summon ten new kinds of plants.

Hell, his name was Dave, and he could plant plants. There was no fucking way those things weren't connected.

"Wood Release!!!" Hashirama and Tobirama cried out at the same time. Tobirama now believed him completely. Wood Release was a secret technique his elder brother had developed. Testing had shown that his brother was currently the only person in the clan who could use it, and only members of the Senju Clan could ever master it.

"Tobi... rama, if he isn't your son, I'll write my name, Hashirama Senju, backward!" This time, Hashirama was determined to teach his younger brother a lesson no matter what. Thump, thump, thump! He started beating Tobirama.

Tobirama didn't fight back. After all, he felt he was a bastard who deserved a beating. Because of one impulsive act, he had left a mother and son to endure hardship in that arrogant clan, while he had been living comfortably in Konoha?

A short while later.

Tobirama stood up with a bruised, swollen face, then knelt before Dave.

"Dave... I... I'm sorry for what I've done to you and your mother!" With that, Tobirama bowed his head to the floor. Dave hurriedly reached out to stop him.

"It wasn't your fault, Fa... ther..." Dave shook his head. Looking into Tobirama's sincere eyes, he suddenly found that the word "Father" weighed like a thousand pounds on his lips.

After all, Dave had lived two lives. Looking at this unfamiliar Tobirama, he found that word hard to say. He felt rather exasperated, too. Damn it, I've only just transmigrated, and I already have to acknowledge a father.

"Good... that's good. From now on, your name will be Senju Dave." With tears in his eyes, Tobirama hugged Dave and spoke through his sobs. Naturally, he could hear how reluctant Dave was to call him Father. After all, he hadn't even known this son existed all these years, let alone taken care of him. His son harbored resentment, but he would slowly open the boy's heart and get him to accept him.

Sima Clan... just you wait... A flicker of savagery flashed through Tobirama's tear-filled eyes.

Meanwhile, Hashirama watched this moving reunion between father and son with a goofy grin. Wonderful. Tobirama had been single for over thirty years. At last, he had someone to look after him.