Uchiha Kei: Game Dev in the Shinobi World

Helping Uchiha Madara—Senju Hashirama was absolutely serious about it. Just like how Naruto Uzumaki wanted to save Sasuke, or how Kakashi wanted to save Obito, Hashirama—the founder of the bonds of the Hidden Leaf Village—also wanted to save his lifelong friend, who had been deceived for so long.

After all, Uchiha Madara was his destined rival, and now that he had returned from death with no Hokage duties to bind him, the one obsession left in Hashirama's heart was to save his dear friend.

"Wait for me a little longer, Madara! This time, I'll definitely pull you out of that abyss of lies!"

No matter the cost, Hashirama-sama would save Madara.jpg.

Of course, the current Madara was quite old, and his convictions—held firm for a lifetime—wouldn't be easily shaken. Even if Hashirama tried to reason with him, he might fail, or worse, Madara might get overly excited and drag him into some chaotic mess.

That's why a direct approach wouldn't work. In fact, Hashirama shouldn't even reveal his identity during initial contact. It would be better to heavily disguise himself and interact with Madara as a fellow player or a special NPC within the game.

Only after building trust should he slowly guide the conversation, eventually revealing the truth—and only then tell Madara about the deceptions he'd endured.

So, patience was key. Hashirama couldn't afford any rash moves.

But that was precisely the problem. Hashirama had always been someone who dealt with others sincerely, straightforwardly. He wasn't exactly a master of subtlety or roundabout tactics.

That's when the sly strategist Uchiha Kei smiled, raised his index finger, and declared he had a plan. Then, he shared that plan with Hashirama.

The first step? A mind-blowing reveal that left Hashirama's expression looking like an old man seeing something bizarre on his phone.

"Uncle Hashirama, you know how Madara's instincts are razor-sharp, right? He also has the Sharingan. Ordinary disguises won't fool him. Plus, you're not exactly a great actor. Even if you put on a disguise, it's only a matter of time before he catches something off."

"Once that happens, and your identity is exposed, everything could spiral out of control."

"So here's what you do: go all in. Just transform into a woman! That way, even if he sees something that reminds him of you while gaming, he'll just chalk it up to coincidence."

"After all, he would never in a million years suspect that his best friend had turned into a woman."

Kei said it all with a smile.

To Hashirama, it was like hearing some kind of alien language. His scalp tingled. His whole being entered the 'Who am I? Where am I? What is he saying? Is this even from our world?' state.

No doubt about it—Hashirama might be easygoing, but even he instinctively resisted this idea. Unlike Naruto, the reincarnation of Asura in his youth, Hashirama had already married, had children, and even grandchildren. A gender-bending scheme? That was a bit too much.

Even Naruto stopped using the Sexy Jutsu once he grew up and started a family. He got super embarrassed when his son used it.

But Kei had expected this and continued calmly.

"Relax, Uncle Hashirama. You're not really turning into a woman. You're just using an alternate avatar in the game. It's a privilege granted only to people like us, those with status in the illusionary world."

"You don't have to feel pressured. It's just a false identity and appearance, nothing more."

"In fact, you wouldn't be the first to gender swap. Minato's girlfriend Kushina and even the Nine Tails have done it in multiplayer games. Kushina used a male avatar from the Uzumaki clan, and the Nine Tails used a stunning female one."

Hearing this, Hashirama was stunned. "Wait, Kushina I know. I've met her before. But... the Nine Tails? Kei-kun, are you talking about *that* Nine Tails?"

Kei smiled and nodded. "That's right. The very same."

He went on to explain how Kurama had reconciled with Kushina Uzumaki and even joined their side as an ally.

Hashirama listened in awe. "You actually befriended the Nine Tails? That's amazing! Truly amazing! I mean, I could suppress it with one hand, but Kurama's ferocity and unpredictability made him feel so dangerous. I never thought he could be reasoned with!"

Yet Kei had not only managed that—but gotten Kurama on his team.

Soon though, Hashirama's thoughts drifted back to something Kei said earlier. His eyes widened in shock.

"Wait—Kei-kun, are you saying the Nine Tails became a woman?! Like, not a vixen fox, but an actual human woman?!"

Kei pondered. "I'm not entirely sure if it counts as fully human... Just see for yourself."

Using admin privileges, Kei projected Kurama's avatar.

When Hashirama saw the image of a white-haired woman with nine tails, he leaned back in shock, mouth agape, completely speechless.

After a long silence, he muttered, "Am I dreaming? Did I not sleep enough? Why would I dream of the Nine Tails turning into a beautiful woman?"

Clearly, the shock was so great, the absurdity so surreal, he started to question reality.

Eventually, when he snapped out of it, this so-called God of Shinobi thought, 'Maybe having a female avatar isn't such a big deal after all.'

There were precedents, after all—so it became easier to accept.

Kei turned away, grinning like a man whose plan was going perfectly.

Then, he summoned the avatar builder system and generated several female versions of Hashirama.

Clearly, he had this all prepared in advance. Having Hashirama go catfishing Madara as a woman was something he'd been plotting for a while.

This—was part of the plan.jpg.

Hashirama still instinctively resisted the idea of turning into a woman, but once he'd committed, he didn't dwell on it. He began seriously reviewing the female avatars.

To his surprise, they were all quite beautiful, appearing between their teens and early thirties. None looked too young or too old. They all shared the trademark black, straight hair of the original Hashirama and stood between 150–170 cm tall. Their body types varied—some modest, others exaggerated—but all were well-developed. Even the most modest had a B-cup, while the largest... well, let's just say it was an E.

Hashirama, however, felt that having *too much* up top would hinder combat, so he eliminated the busty ones first, much to Kei's disappointment.

Still, Kei didn't argue. He let Hashirama decide.

In the end, Hashirama chose an avatar of a girl around twelve years old.

Kei raised a brow at that, surprised that Hashirama would go with such a youthful option.

Hashirama explained, "I know Madara well. He's more tolerant toward younger people. If I show up looking like an adult, he'll be suspicious. But with this look, it'll be easier to get close."

Kei nodded thoughtfully and asked if he wanted an even younger avatar.

Hashirama shook his head. "Too young wouldn't be right. I'll definitely have to fight him. If a child can go toe to toe with him, he'll start getting too curious. Twelve is the perfect age."

Kei let the matter drop. He almost joked that twelve qualified as a 'loli,' but figured Hashirama wouldn't get the reference, so he stayed quiet.

And thus, the freshly baked twelve-year-old loli version of Senju Hashirama was born.

Of course, she was technically a young girl in form only. A well-developed twelve-year-old could easily pass for fifteen. The avatar Kei created had that look exactly.

Once decided, Kei had Hashirama equip the avatar.

The sensation of becoming someone else so completely felt novel to Hashirama. It was totally different from a Transformation Jutsu—this was full sensory immersion.

As he got used to the new body, he found it oddly fascinating. Being a man his whole life and suddenly becoming a woman—with no real-world consequences—let him fully indulge in the strange experience.

Still, as a ninja, adapting to a new body had to involve movement. And since he'd be meeting Madara using this disguise—and probably fighting—he naturally started moving around.

That movement caused a disturbance.

Nawaki, who'd been busy working on the new Hidden Leaf, rushed back and asked what happened.

Then—he made eye contact with Hashirama.

He froze.

Hashirama didn't think much of it and greeted him with a cheerful, "Nawaki, you're back!"

That radiant, beautiful smile hit Nawaki like a lightning bolt.

Because this avatar was truly stunning—Kei had modeled it after a top-tier 3D character, the kind whose art style utterly outclassed anything in the shinobi world.

Now imagine that level of beauty, smiling like sunshine with a sparkle effect.

Could any twelve-year-old boy survive that?

Nawaki's face turned red. His mind went blank. He stammered out a nervous, "H-hello…"

And that was it.

His brain fully shut down. All that remained was the beautiful smile of the girl before him.

At that moment… Nawaki realized he might have just fallen in love.

Hey everyone!

So I've been asked to pick up where the last translator left off on Monster Hunter Grand Assembly. They've already uploaded the first 40 chapters, but life got busy for them, so they handed the project over to me.

I'll be continuing the rest of the story from here—hope you enjoy it!

Story Summary

[Let characters from different worlds become hunters and save the day!]

The world is full of monsters that defy common sense—some are keystones of their ecosystems, while others are outright destroyers. And whenever such creatures appear, hunters rise to face them.

Hunters are strong, brave, and righteous guardians of nature… except when things go a little sideways.

Hunters, united in camaraderie (aka ganging up on the monster).

Hunters, steadfast and unyielding (aka carting endlessly).

Hunters, protectors of the environment (aka loot hoarders).

Join our Monster Hunter Assembly! You could be the next legendary guardian of nature!

Old Joseph Joestar: "Kars! A single signal arrow calls forth an army! Your next line will be—"

Shield Hero: "Heavy bowguns turn fights into turn-based RPGs."

Kazuma: "As a Long Sword main, not carting is the victory!"