GOJO: A Sorcerer in the Soul Society

Standing with his hands in his pockets while facing the super big-breasted beauty in front of him, Gojo couldn't help but wonder.

'Why does she seem incomplete?'

All in all, she was the 3rd Vice-Captain he had met, and while she was without a doubt the most powerful out of the three, he felt as if she should have been even more powerful. It was as if a big chunk of her very being had been bitten off and the rest was somehow trying to patch itself.

'Well, well, well. This is getting interesting.'

Rangiku on the other hand was also studying the man in front of her.

She had been a little doubtful at first about the report on his power, but now that he stood there so nonchalantly, she had to admit that this man was incredibly powerful.

The fact that he was an eye candy wasn't something she could cast aside either.

"So, handsome guy, could you make a summary of the situation?"

"Hmm...Nah~! This ain't my job. Follow me, I will send you towards the one you should ask."

Gojo knew that he would have to share all the information he had anyway. So might as well do it only once if possible.

"Well then, gollow me."

Saying so, he used Shunpo and vanished.

Rangiku, initially baffled at how he went from leering at her to completely ignoring her, became even more astonished when she felt him move so fast and proceeded to follow.

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What followed was so boring that it was anticlimactic.

Standing on the roof of a building, he watched as students organized themselves and all that.

All of them seemed to feel relief since this ordeal was finished.

What's more, they kept throwing glances at Gojo while he was observing them.

They all knew that it was thanks to him that none of them died.

They also heard how Toshiro awakened his Zanpakuto and thought that it was thanks to his teaching.

This, more than anything, made them so envious they could die.

After all, thousands of ten thousand shinigamis never awaken their Zanpakuto.

The simple fact that Toshiro did meant that he would be rewarded a seated position the moment he graduated and he would clearly not take 6 years to graduate.

"Now then, is everyone alright?"

Hotaru, who was keeping count of the students, nodded, "Aside from Shuhei and Toshiro, the rest are alright. We are ready to go."

'So, nothing more will happen?'

Gojo was more and more disappointed.

After he had seen those two suspicious shinigami or hollows, he had been expecting that something big would happen.

'Well, technically something big did happen.'

He was forced to concede this.

After all, if he didn't exist, those hollows would have completely exterminated the students before help came.

'So, their goal was the students?'

Gojo didn't believe in coincidences.

The 10th division had clearly been said to have swept this part of the town.

So, on the day the students had an exam without any powerful shinigami nearby, a group of super Hollows of a kind never seen before appeared by magic?

'This means that those two are shinigami? Shinigami ordering Hollows?'

The situation was becoming far more dangerous than he thought.

The smell of conspiracy was too thick.

He couldn't help but scratch his head as he thought,

'Man, and here I thought that after death, I would have fewer problems, but I am already swimming in plots? Come on, it hasn't even been two months since I am in this world.'

He couldn't help but curse his luck.

Rangiku, unaware of Gojo's thoughts, kept getting things in order as she thought about the report of the student Shuhei.

Since the badge of all students would record the number and approximative strength of the hollow one killed, it was impossible to lie about it.

Looking at the hair of Gojo and the sleeping Toshiro, then thinking about her infuriating friend and the captain Ukitake, she couldn't help but chuckle bitterly.

'Does being silver-haired mean you are born as a genius?'

Discarding those useless thoughts, she informed the students.

"Now then, the class will be stopped here. We will now go back to the Soul Society. Are you ready?"

"Yes!"

"Okay. Then let's go."

Smiling, she took out her sword and pushed it in the void, thereby opening a Senkaimon.

Seeing this, Gojo gathered his energy on his fingers and began to scribble something on the ground before following the others as they left.

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On the roof now devoid of any shinigami, a black cat suddenly appeared close to where Gojo sat previously.

If Rangiku could see this scene, she would be extremely astonished because, all along, she had never felt the presence of anyone else.

Uncaring about how incredible its stealth was, the cat looked down on the ground where Gojo scribbled previously.

What it could see was a bunch of words followed by a little illustration of Gojo waving his hand.

The words said the following,

[Seems like I must go Mister cat. Still, I memorized your Reiatsu. Next time I come into the human world, we will walk around.

PS: Cats are cute but Dogs are better.]

The cat simply shattered the part of the roof and went away.

Its tail kept swishing as it disdained to even entertain the boy's words.

How could dogs be better than cats?

After this, it vanished and a few moments later appeared in an old factory in Karakura town.

There, alongside Kisuke stood another blonde-haired man.

"Kisuke, Shinji. It seems like Aizen is acting again. I observed the hollows and they reek of his technique."

"Yo, Yoruichi. Why a woman like you keeps this cat form is beyond me."

"Oh shut it, Shinji. I am already used to this form."

"Oh?" Ignoring the little squabble between his two friends, Kisuke took off his hat and asked, "How were they?"

Understanding that now wasn't the time to play around, Yoruichi began to explain what she saw.

Kisuke's smile slowly vanished as he entered deep in thoughts.

"Oi, Kisuke, don't stay silent."

Shinji asked impatiently.

"Sorry sorry. It's just...From what happened 60 years ago, we know that Aizen was trying to break the natural limits of our species by creating Shinigami who had the characteristics of hollows."

Saying so he threw a careful glance at his friend. After all, Shinji was one of the victims of that experiment.

"Don't mind me. Continue."

"Then as I was saying. Aizen most likely hit an impasse with that train of thought. After all, even Captains and Vice-Captain levels are unable to survive the operation."

At this Shinji simply nodded.

If back then Kisuke and his team didn't give their all to save his group, Shinji knew they wouldn't have lasted three days.

Much less 60 years.

"Since his experiment was clearly a failure, I think he decided to follow another road. Rather than creating Shinigami with Hollow power, he is going to create Hollows with Shinigami power. Well, not like he will succeed."

The other two frowned.

"Why?"

"I do not really understand his goals, but I can guess more or less. Just that without my Hogyoku, it's simply impossible for him to succeed."

Shinji sighed in relief while Yoruichi said, "We should destroy it. If we destroy it there is simply no way he can succeed."

Kisuke could only give a bitter smile.

"I tried. But I couldn't."

The fact that his own creations surpassed his understanding was pretty frustrating.

"But still, you are right. We must destroy it. I will find a way no matter what. Now then, let's meet the others. They still need to be stabilized."

At those words, the three of them entered the factory.

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(AN: So in Canon Kisuke only found the way to deal with the Hogyoku after he saved Ichigo's mother from White by linking her life with Isshin. That means basically thirty years from now on. Let's see what will happen now with all the changes I made.)