GOJO CH 189 (Patreon)

Currently, Masaki Kurosaki was living in a house she was renting outside of the main house.

In the past, she had lived there because the Ishida family was willing to care of her but also because they hoped that she would take their son as a husband and give birth to an even more pure Quincy.

Masaki liked Ryuken. But only has a brother. furthermore, she knew that Ryken also only saw her as a sister. She even knew that he was currently going out with his maid [1].

Though since she was a mixed blood quincy, the two of them were hiding their relationship until Rykuen had more power and influence.

‘Then again, if they knew who I liked, I wonder if they wouldn’t imprison me.’

Masaki gave a bitter smile as she advanced alone on the street, she stopped when she saw a flower pot on the ground and approached it.

“Are you alright?”

A young boy appeared next to the flower and looked at her with a smile, “Hello big sis. You are here again?”

Masaki smiled and patted the head of the ghost. He was a young boy who had died after an accident with a car.

It was sad how such events were hard to predict. But if there was one saving grace, it was that the boyd didn’t have to worry about Hollows.

“I am just here to check. Don’t forget what I said, okay? Don’t leave this place. In the coming days, another big sis or a handsome man will come and make you ascend. Okay?”

“Hmh.”

Her lips were pulled in a large smile as she stood and walked away, “Bye Bye big sis!”

“Bye-bye.”

Masaki took a deep breath as she walked away.

Five years ago, the whole of Karakura town and the surrounding seemed to have become a completely forbidden territory.

No hollows attack, no Plus changed in negative and Shinigami did not even appear to observe the surrounding.

She knew the reason for all this. Senna had told her enough for her to understand just how awesome her father was.

Thinking of this, she chuckled, even after all those years, Senna was still deeply entrenched in her father's complex.

Of course, Masaki understood why. She also had a crush on him for quite some time and even now she still had some emotions.

But those emotions were closer to awe, respect, and admiration than love. It was completely different from what she felt for Senna.

‘Well, I am not far.’

Adjusting her large hat, Masaki continued to walk. She could have been there faster at her full speed, but this would waste all the time she took in styling herself.

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[Gojo Household.]

“Hey. How do you think I look?”

“Hum?”

Standing in front of a mirror, Senna Gojo, the adopted daughter of Satoru Gojo and Yoruichi Shihoin was observing her attire.

The current Senna did not look like a highschool student no more. She had become strong enough to induce her own growth. So now she stood taller and leaner. Her purple hair had a streak of silver-white and her eyes were golden-colored like that of her mother.

Senna was currently wearing a wide white and frilly skirt with an equally white shirt and golden button.

“I mean. You are going on a date with your battle uniform. I don’t know what else to say.”

Senna had the decency to blush at the mocking voice of her little sister.

“Aura is it really that bad?”

Senna twirled a little but enough to face the black-haired girl sitting on the bead while licking a popsicle.

Aura Michibane is now known as Aura Gojo after she was officially adopted. She had been complaining all this time that her name and surname were weird when put together but since she did nothing to change it, they knew she didn’t really hate it.

Unlike all the other people in this household, Aura was a pure and complete human. Albeit one with terrifying power. Senna did not think she could beat easily beat Aura if the latter really went for mutual destruction.

After five years, Aura was now 17 years high school student and she was also a great beauty with a full figure.

Looking at the outrageous body of the young girl, Senna sighed and consoled herself,

‘At least I still have Soi Fon as a companion.’

“Sis…Stop daydreaming.”

“Hah. Sorry.”

“Don’t worry. Anyway. Your clothes aren’t bad. The uniform was designed by Dad after all. So it’s cool. Either way, I think even if you walked out naked, Masaki would be happy. or should I say she would be happier?”

Senna face palmed at the raunchy grin Aura was showing.

“Sigh…You should really stop moving with the Vizored.”

It was hard to believe that five years ago, Aura was an extremely introverted girl suffering from being imprisoned all her life.

Now she was the complete opposite. Extremely extroverted. A little too much even.

“Anyways. Don’t forget our deal. Keep it a secret from the others. You know well they will follow me.”

Aura grinned when she thought of how Unohana and Yoruichi could be quite smothering.

“To be honest. I don’t think I need to say anything. Pretty sure dad already know.”

Senna shrugged, “Is there anything doesn’t know?”

“Well…”

Aura was speechless.

“See? Anyways nothing bad will happen. I just come back from a mission in England so I really need this.”

After five years, Deus had been developed in an intercontinental organization that acted as a mercenary and intervened when Hollows or anything supernatural acted.

A great part of Deus worked on earth while another part purified or devoured powerful Hollows who refused to comply to Satoru Gojo supremacy in Hueco Mundo.

Senna was very proud of her work. For she knew that they helped the world greatly. But she also needed some time for herself.

[1]: This is canon.

(AN: Deus uniform is based on Jujutsu Highschool student uniform but in white. For now, I will try one or two chapters every week. This will mostly be on weekend. Saturday/Sunday.)