Naruto:Reborn into Naruto world with five wishes[Hashirama template]

Morning arrived with the same usual rhythm, but something felt different in the air. Maybe it was the buzz of anticipation. I got up, freshened myself, ready for academy.

Today was the written exam at the Academy.

When I reached the campus, the atmosphere was a mix of tension and anxiety. Most of my classmates were visibly nervous. Understandable. For many, this would be the first real challenge on their path as a shinobi.

As for me, I was calm—prepared.

We all took our assigned seats, and soon, the instructor entered with a stack of papers. "You'll have two hours. Begin," he announced.

I wasted no time and dove into the exam. Within thirty minutes, I had already completed half the questions. Out of mild curiosity, I looked around to see how the others were faring.

Kakashi was calm as ever, his expression unreadable. Focused.

Guy looked like he'd swallowed a bitter pill. His eyebrows twitched in confusion—he clearly had no idea what to write.

Asuma sat somewhere between confident and unsure. Obito? He was... well, Obito. Staring at the paper like it had personally insulted him.

Among the girls, Kurenai, Rin, and Anko were doing pretty well. Better than most.

Satisfied with my silent observations, I returned to my own test and finished it cleanly in under an hour. After double-checking my answers, I submitted it to the instructor, who nodded and allowed me to leave early. Written exam done. No classes afterward. Freedom.

As I walked out of the Academy gates, I felt the glare of several classmates stabbing into my back.

Jealousy? Confusion? Maybe both.

They were probably wondering how I managed to be good at everything.

I didn't blame them. From their perspective, I was just a kid who came out of nowhere—no famous clan currently in power, no glory-seeking ambitions, just a quiet prodigy from a clan thought to be declining.

They didn't know the truth.

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Back at the Senju compound, I freshened up and headed to my usual training ground. I started with some stretches, then practiced Senju-style taijutsu, followed by shurikenjutsu and several ninjutsu I'd been refining. Evening came faster than expected, and as the sun dipped below the horizon, I returned to my room and unsealed a pile of genjutsu scrolls.

I'd been absorbing everything about genjutsu lately. Studying techniques, chakra flow manipulation, and nerve signal interference—anything I could use to develop my own original technique.

But it wasn't just about power anymore.

It was about mastering something that felt like mine.

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That evening passed like many others. Tsunade and I had dinner together—something that had become routine. We didn't speak much at the table, but her presence had a calming weight to it. Afterward, we both went to our rooms.

But I didn't sleep.

I lay on the bed, scrolls open around me, eyes tracing over intricate chakra diagrams while my mind wandered into deeper thoughts.

That's when it hit me again—the contrast between how others saw me, and who I really was inside.

Reborn into the Senju clan. Technically Six years Older than her now. I'm six, she's twenty-two—but mentally? I'm twenty-eight. In truth, we're equals in mind and maturity.

I know what some might say—about age, about appearances—but here's the truth: I'm not a child inside. I've lived another life. I've made choices, carried regrets, felt heartbreak, and shouldered responsibility. I know pain. I know love. I know loneliness.

In that past life, I was twenty-one when I died. I wasn't some naive boy; I had tasted the weight of the real world. Friends lost. Dreams given up. A future that never came.

And now? I've been given another chance. A new life. A body of a child, yes—but not the mind. Not the soul.

Tsunade… she doesn't know everything yet. Not truly. But I think she senses it—that I'm different. That I'm not just a gifted kid. And perhaps… that's why she treats me like an equal, not a sibling. Not a child.

I've seen it in her eyes sometimes. In the way she hesitates when scolding me. In how she speaks softer when it's just the two of us.

And I won't deny it.

My fifth wish… was her.

In all of Naruto's world, she was the only woman who ever stood out to me. Not just for her power or beauty, but for her resilience. Her pain. Her strength. If I was going to be reborn anywhere, I wanted her to be a part of it.

Fate granted me that wish.

I'm not her brother. Not her cousin. I'm Ren Senju—an individual, a man, in both spirit and intention.

One day, when I'm ready, and she's ready, I'll tell her everything.

But for now, I just want to stand beside her. Learn. Grow. And protect her the way she deserves.

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Tomorrow, the Academy resumes, but I've already made a decision.

There are four months left until graduation. I've already dominated the taijutsu tournament, aced the written exam, and surpassed the curriculum. There's nothing more I need from the Academy.

I'll create a Wood Clone to attend in my place.

It will be infused with enough chakra and information to act like me. No one will notice. And while it goes through the motions, I'll lock myself away and dedicate the next three months to perfecting my ultimate genjutsu.

Tsunade might get mad if she finds out.

But then again… she's been so engrossed in her experiments, she barely comes out except during meals. I just need to make sure I'm present for dinner and keep the act going.

That's the plan.

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The next morning, I woke early, performed my usual exercises, then created the Wood Clone.

"Go to the Academy. Blend in. Do what I would do," I told it.

The clone nodded and left.

Meanwhile, I immersed myself back into the sea of genjutsu scrolls in my room.

But, unexpectedly, Tsunade came out of her lab earlier than usual.

I had sensed her chakra and considered hiding. But instead, I stayed where I was, scroll in hand, fully exposed.

She entered the room, surprised to find me there. "Ren? What are you doing here? Didn't you have Academy today?"

She walked up, concerned, and placed a hand on my forehead to check if I had a fever.

I smiled slightly.

"Tsunade… I need to tell you something."

And so I did.

I told her about the clone, my decision to skip classes for three months, and my goal to create the ultimate genjutsu.

At first, she looked like she wanted to scold me—but something held her back.

She paused, sighed, and nodded slowly. "Just don't overdo it. Take care of yourself."

That soft look in her eyes again. That unspoken bond we were building.

And I knew, in that moment, she may not fully understand what I was, but she was starting to accept who I am.

As Tsunade returned to her lab, I settled back into my scrolls.

The work ahead would be hard. But I had three months.

And I was ready to create something the world had never seen before.

Author's note:

I have now explained the situation in the best way possible. If want to know more read auxiliary chapter about Ren's past life.

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