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As soon as Arata finished sealing the tailed beasts, he quickly released his wood clones that were keeping the barrier up.
"Alright, done here," he said, brushing his hands off. "Time to go back."
He teleported straight into his room, where one of his wood clones was pretending to sleep in his bed.
"Yo, good job," Arata told the clone before deactivating it.
As soon as the clone disappeared, all the memories from it rushed into Arata's head.
"Huh... so they really thought I was sleeping the whole time," he smirked.
Right then, a servant from the Senju compound knocked and came in.
"Arata-sama," the servant said politely, "Lord Hashirama has called for you. He's in the meeting room with Lord Madara, Lord Tobirama, and Lord Izuna. They said it's important… and it's about you."
Arata sighed. "Figures. The moment I sit down, something comes up."
He stood up, stretched his arms lazily, and headed toward the compound's main building.
When he slid open the door to the meeting room, he saw the four of them already sitting there on the tatami mats, old-school style.
Hashirama—his dad—looked serious for once, not his usual smiley self.
Tobirama, his strict and sharp uncle, gave him the usual cold stare.
Madara and Izuna, sitting across from them, didn't say a word.
Arata blinked. "Okay… This looks fun already," he muttered under his breath.
He stepped inside and bowed slightly. "You called for me?"
Hashirama nodded. "Sit down, Arata. We need to talk."
Madara raised an eyebrow. "So, you're finally awake?"
Arata scratched his head and sat down. "Yeah, you know… long nap," he said casually.
Tobirama narrowed his eyes. "Don't play dumb. You've been up to something. Your chakra levels have been spiking like crazy."
Arata smiled awkwardly. "Heh… I might've done a little training."
Madara snorted. "Training, huh? That chakra was anything but normal."
Izuna leaned forward. "You hiding something, brat?"
Hashirama put a hand up. "Enough. Let's not jump to conclusions. Arata, just tell us what you've been doing."
Arata looked around the room at all of them. "You want the truth?"
All four nodded.
Arata gave a small smirk. "Alright. But I'm warning you, it's gonna sound crazy."
Arata sat down calmly, letting out a breath as he looked at everyone in the room.
"The thing is…" he started, "I changed my chakra nature. That's why you guys can't sense my chakra properly anymore."
Madara narrowed his eyes. "What do you mean by that?"
"It's simple," Arata said, lifting his hand. "I turned my chakra into nature energy. That's why my chakra feels weird... or more like, you can't even sense it unless you're really paying attention."
As he spoke, a soft green aura started glowing around him—nature chakra slowly leaking out in perfect control.
"I'm in constant Sage Mode now," he said casually.
"What?!"
Hashirama practically jumped up. He looked the most shocked out of everyone.
"Even I couldn't do that!" he said, stunned.
Arata scratched his head. "Well, yeah… I mean, I have Uzumaki chakra too, right? That huge chakra pool needs better control. So I found a way to balance it with nature chakra. Guess having both Uzumaki and Senju blood helped create a weird Sage body or something…"
Madara's eyes narrowed, silent but thinking hard. He could feel something strange about Arata's chakra—it was just like how he used to feel when fighting Hashirama. That same deep connection with nature... that overwhelming pressure.
Madara's mind whispered, Just like him… My rival… My best friend… My Lov—
He coughed slightly to snap out of it.
Izuna and Tobirama looked at each other, nodding quietly. They felt it too.
Before it got more awkward, Arata changed the topic, "Anyway, Dad, what did you call me here for?"
Hashirama suddenly smiled like his usual goofy self. "Oh right, that! It's about your marriage."
"Marriage?" Arata blinked. "With who?"
"Naomi. Or Naori. Depends who you ask," Hashirama said with a sheepish grin.
"Huh? Why does she have two names?"
Madara sighed. "Her mother named her Naomi. I wanted Naori. So… we kept both."
"Yeah, they couldn't agree," Izuna added with a shrug.
Arata just nodded like it was the most normal thing ever. "Right… sounds about right. I've seen weirder stuff in this clan anyway."
"Well," Arata asked, "so what about the marriage?"
Madara answered this time. "It's being postponed until you turn eighteen."
"What?! Why?" Arata asked, raising a brow.
He knew the answer probably had something to do with clan politics,Damn he had to Wait for the reward from system .
Izuna leaned in, looking serious now. "Because I want to train her."
"You're already way stronger than all of us combined," he added honestly. "But we want her to be able to protect herself too. You can't be everywhere all the time, Arata. And if you become Hokage—or Senju clan head—people will try to harm those close to you."
Madara nodded. "We've already seen the signs. Assassination attempts will rise. So we want her strong."
"Yeah…" Arata nodded, understanding now. "Makes sense. Thanks for being honest."
It's not a bad idea, he thought. This gives me the perfect reason to leave for that training trip... and maybe even find Shibai Ōtsutsuki's remains.
He looked up. "Actually, there's something I wanted to talk to you all about too."
All four of them—Hashirama, Madara, Tobirama, and Izuna—turned their attention toward him.
"What is it?" Tobirama asked.
"I want to go on a training trip. For three years."
"Three years?!" they all said in unison.
Izuna frowned. "Why? You're already stronger than us. What more training do you need?"
Arata smiled a little. "It's not just about power. I haven't seen the world yet. Most of my life was spent stuck in the warzone between Senju and Uchiha… or inside this compound. I want to explore everything. I want to understand people, learn new things, and get stronger in every way—not just with jutsu."
The room fell silent for a moment.
Everyone could feel that he wasn't just saying it for fun. He meant it.
Hashirama finally nodded. "Okay… but only after one year."
"One year?" Arata tilted his head.
Madara folded his arms. "Yes. You Attend ninja academy for one year. Then we'll give you special early graduation. That way, you won't need to sneak around or hide anything."
"Yeah," Hashirama agreed. "It also keeps things clean with the village. You're a Senju, but also part of the system. It'll help boost morale among the other academy kids too."
Madara smirked. "Can't let them think we're playing favorites just because you're Shadow Hokage's kid.and my Nephew (In future)"
"Or my nephew," Izuna added with a grin.
Tobirama didn't smile, but he nodded. "It's a good plan."
Arata stood up with a smile on his face. "Deal. One year, then I'm off."
Then Arata, who was always connected to nature, felt something strange from his father. He turned and looked at Hashirama. Madara, Izuna, and Tobirama also looked over, confused.
"Why are you all staring at me like that?" Hashirama asked.
Suddenly, Hashirama screamed in pain as his eyes began to change color. They turned purple, and waves of energy burst out—but weirdly, nothing around them broke or got damaged.
Arata quickly stepped forward. Since he was already full of nature chakra and could control it, he stabilized everything right away. He made sure nothing leaked outside the room, and no one from the village sensed a thing.
Hashirama's eyes now had ripples—the Rinnegan. Then, just as suddenly, they faded. His eyes shifted back to the Mangekyo Sharingan, then to the regular Sharingan, and finally, they shut completely.
Hashirama fell to one knee, breathing heavily.
"What was that?!" Madara said, clearly shocked.
"That was the Rinnegan," Arata replied calmly.
"What?! So the DNA project is actually working?and the Scroll is 100% correct " Madara said.
"Yeah," Arata nodded. "Since we've been combining Senju and Uchiha DNA, your body tried to awaken the Rinnegan. And it did awaken it, but…" he paused, "Father couldn't hold it for long. That power is on a whole other level."
"Maybe to fully control it," Arata continued, "you'd have to let the chakra settle in your body for—"
"—Ten years," Tobirama cut in seriously.
"Yep," Arata agreed, letting Tobirama finish the sentence.
"Wait, ten years? Why?" asked Madara, Izuna, and even Hashirama—who had already healed up thanks to his insane chakra and regenerative powers.
Tobirama looked at them with his usual sharp face. "Brother, your body is adapting. But it's not easy. You've got Senju cells and Uchiha DNA clashing with each other like kids in a fight. Sure, they're starting to combine, but it's slow and rough. You weren't born with this mix, so your body needs time to adjust."
Madara frowned. "So it's like forcing two Enemy into one room and asking them to get along?"
"Exactly," Tobirama said with a smirk.
"Same goes for me and Izuna," Madara added, crossing his arms. "Even though we started to feel changes, it's like there's some kind of wall. I can feel the Rinnegan is possible... but it's not ready."
Izuna nodded. "Yeah, I feel stronger. My chakra's grown, my perception's better... but there's a blockage. Like I'm missing one last piece."
Tobirama looked serious again. "That's because I didn't use any deep Senju kekkei genkai. I just added the basic structure of Uchiha DNA to myself and Same with Senju in you . So, for me, it'll take even longer to adapt."
Arata nodded. "Still, your chakra's improved. All of ours have. So it's not a waste—it's just gonna take time."
"Ten years, huh..." Hashirama sighed, rubbing the back of his neck. "Guess I better start meditating or something. to get better in SAGE MODE TOO"
Madara chuckled. "For once, you're the one who needs training."
"Shut up, Madara," Hashirama snapped half-heartedly, and everyone laughed a little.
Arata smiled. So much is changing... but maybe it's all heading in the right direction.