Chapter 142: DIABOLO SANTA

Chapter 142: DIABOLO SANTA

(AN: Don't forget to give stones XD. I wish to go back to the top on WN now that I am back)

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"Tou-san! What do you think?"

"I think that my little Senna is the cutest."

In the compound of the 4th division, a heartwarming scene that could capture the hearts of many could be seen.

After Senjumaru finished making the clothes, Unohana proposed that they stay in her quarters, hidden from everyone.

It had to be said that the authority of the Royal Guards surpassed all in the Seireitei. This was why, when they came down, they should have been welcomed by a bunch of dignitaries as well as Yamamoto.

But since they hated this, both Senjumaru and Kirio came incognito and wished to leave incognito as well.

Gojo, meanwhile, was at his home and had given the costume to Senna.

Senna was wearing a collared, red long-sleeved shirt with a light white scarf to match, a long white skirt, and red boots.

Her hair was decorated by a pin in the form of a cute snowman and she had a red hat with white stripe on her head.

'Man, oh man!'

He hugged Senna and twirled around with her while laughing.

Until now, Gojo had never understood why parents would gush when looking at their children in costumes.

It didn't help that the jujutsu society didn't exactly foster good familial relationships. In his own family, Gojo was more revered as a god than anything else and knew very little about such interactions.

Now though, he could totally understand.

Looking at the cute Senna waiting for his opinion while nervously fidgeting filled his heart with warmth and joy.

"Tou-san! Hahaha~! Let me go, you are messing up my hair!"

"Oh! We can't have that now, right? My little Senna needs to show that she is the cutest."

Chuckling, he placed her back to the ground before kneeling at eye level with her.

"Tell me, Senna...Do you like it here? The Seireitei, I mean."

Senna tilted her head in wonder at the sudden question but still answered with a smile.

"I like it. It's fun here. Also, I can play with Ya-chan, and the big brothers of the 11th division are super cool! Ken-chan is also super gentle even though he looks so scary. He is like a big teddy bear!"

Gojo let out another chuckle.

Perhaps only Yachiru and Senna could call Zaraki Kenpachi 'gentle' and 'teddy bear' without risking having their necks broken.

Showing a warm smile, he gently pinched her cheek, "Then, would you rather stay here?"

Soon he would leave the soul society. His first destination was the human world, but there were chances that he would visit Hueco Mundo for an extended amount of time.

Gojo couldn't help but wonder if making Senna live the life of a fugitive was too harsh.

'Haha. I am really becoming too soft.'

It was hypocritical of him how he didn't mind training young teens while knowing that they would most likely die fighting Curses, but now here he was, trying to protect his daughter from all harm.

Even so, Gojo didn't care. He already knew that he was a hypocritical bastard. He wasn't about to change now.

"Sooo! First things first, a short speech of the Captain commandant, Yamamoto Genryusai!"

An epic music resonated as light filled the stadium and Yamamoto slowly appeared. *Put music: https://youtu.be/bHe_i98krmo*

He was clad in a Santa Claus costume but behind him, a large trail of fire followed him.

When he finally reached the center of the stadium

"Ohohoh!! Be good everyone, or I will take your soul."

He gently caressed his large beard while laughing loudly.

"Oooooh!!"

"It's Santa from hell!"

"Diabolos Santa!"

Laughs and shouts filled the stadium at the entrance of Yamamoto.

Since no Shinigami was Christian and because it had been an impromptu situation, Gojo had to make some slight changes in the lore.

Furthermore, he had to take into account the personality most Shinigami had.

In the end, he invited some writers and gave them a script, a story that depicted a slightly more badass version of the normal Santa and his adventure in redressing bad boys, killing hollows, and sending good souls to the afterlife

It had only been a few days but it was a smashing hit and what should have been a simple one-shot of five chapters was on its way to becoming a new series.

Either way, the main character was an old man who shared many similarities with Yamamoto, something that had been intentionally done by Gojo.

Yamamoto had been a little reluctant at first, but even though the old man was stubborn, he did like entertainment.

This was how this moment came to be.

Standing alone, under the gaze of everyone, Yamamoto looked emotionally at all the Shinigami.

"I will not give a long and boring speech."

The moment he began to speak, silence immediately fell in the stadium as well as in the whole soul society.

"Today is a day that will be remembered by all. If I had to be honest, initially I was against this initiative. I could not understand the interest in celebrating such a useless day

But now I understand. This day doesn't need to have meaning. All that is necessary is to know and understand that this day is a special day where all of us can be united.

A day where we can share gifts and happiness. A beautiful day, made to forget all sorrows.

This is why Merry Christmas everyone!"

"Merry Christmas!!!"

A clamor so loud the ground itself shook was the answer Yamamoto received.

How long had it been since he witnessed such a magnificent scene?

Though the reason this was happening was slightly ridiculous, Yamamoto couldn't help but feel glad.

All of this was thanks to the help of one manSatoru Gojo.

If he had been previously hesitant about giving his vote to the man despite the pleas of Toshiro, now he held no such qualms.

Gojo had been able to do all of this simply as a 3rd seat. What would he do if he became a captain?

This was something he wanted to witness.