Chapter 1

He had been lingering in the pleasure district all along.

Being dead drunk was the norm.

He hadn't attended a single session of the "Noble Elite Education" curriculum.

The teachers were at their wits' end, and in the end, unable to bear the torment, they simply went on strike!

The teachers had all run off.

The "Elite Education" existed in name only.

To the extent that even Kuchiki Byakuya and Shihoin Yoruichi were affected.

And so.

The Kuchiki family made a decision.

They stuffed Kuchiki Senya, along with the other nobles of his age, into the Shin'o Academy.

After all.

The Shin'o Academy was directly under the Gotei 13, and captain-level figures often went to the school to guest-teach.

The quality of instruction was beyond reproach.

Even Yamamoto Genryusai Shigekuni would occasionally return to the school to take a look.

The Kuchiki family didn't believe it.

Under the watchful eyes of the old man Genryusai, Kuchiki Senya could still pull off any tricks!

……

At this moment.

In a corner.

A youth with square-rimmed glasses, a sunny and handsome appearance, and a faint smile always lingering at the corners of his mouth stood under a tree.

"Classmate Aizen, the Reiatsu test is about to begin."

A female student whispered a reminder.

"Thank you."

Aizen nodded gently, his warm smile causing the young girl's cheeks to flush.

"Kuchiki Byakuya, Reiatsu level 18, assigned to Class One!"

"Urahara Kisuke, Reiatsu level 16, assigned to Class One!"

"Shihoin Yoruichi, Reiatsu level 18, assigned to Class One!"

Above.

The examiner felt a jolt in his heart, his fingers trembling slightly.

The students below also erupted into a clamor, the buzzing of their discussions incessant.

Among these new students, whose Reiatsu was generally level three or four, these three were undoubtedly monsters!

Byakuya, Yoruichi, Urahara, and the others remained expressionless.

Such results were within expectations.

It was Aizen's turn to be tested.

He merely stroked the Reiatsu ball indifferently, slowly releasing his Reiatsu.

Unlike the all-out effort of Kuchiki Byakuya and the others, the Reiatsu test was as simple as breathing to him, requiring no exertion at all.

Level 10.

It was far from his limit!

"Aizen Sosuke, Reiatsu level 10, assigned to Class One!"

This result.

Although also a genius.

But after experiencing the freakishness of Byakuya and Yoruichi, the crowd's level of acceptance was a bit higher.

It didn't stir up any waves.

……

"Sigh."

"Why hasn't Senya come yet?"

Yoruichi rested her chin on her hand, frowning as she looked toward the school gate. "The test is almost over."

"This is a school founded by Head Captain Yamamoto, and captain-level figures usually sit in to oversee things."

"If he skips class on the first day, it's going to be very troublesome."

"Why bother with him?"

Kuchiki Byakuya turned his head away, his face as cold as an iceberg.

"Don't be so cold, he's your own big brother after all," Urahara Kisuke said with a smile.

However.

Just at this moment.

"Whoosh~"

A light breeze swept through the surroundings.

A handsome youth wearing a plaid shirt, reeking of alcohol, and with two bright red lipstick marks on his face suddenly appeared.

He waved at Byakuya and the others from afar.

002, My Foolish Younger Brother

The next moment.

A powerful hand pressed onto Byakuya's shoulder, the thick smell of alcohol causing Kuchiki Byakuya to put on a mask of agony.

Wearing a plaid shirt, he was exceptionally conspicuous among the simple school uniforms around him.

A frivolous and unrestrained voice rang out.

"My foolish younger brother."

"Come, big brother will show you something good!"

Kuchiki Senya smiled slightly and casually pulled out a bottle of liquid the color of oolong tea.

He opened the cap, and a pungent smell of alcohol rushed toward them...

"Stay away from me!"

"You've brought total disgrace to the family's reputation!"

Kuchiki Byakuya snorted coldly; the two lipstick marks on Kuchiki Senya's cheeks made his face turn even more livid.

His eyes turned completely into the look one gives to trash.

Then he struggled to break free.

However, Senya's palm was like a heavy mountain, pinning him firmly in place.

Even though Byakuya used all his strength.

He was like a small insect sealed in amber, unable to move a single inch.

"Damn it!"

"You won't be proud for much longer!"

"You, who have always wallowed in degradation, what right do you have to inherit the Kuchiki family!"

Kuchiki Byakuya glared fiercely at Senya, his fists clenched tightly.

Originally.

His big brother was a peak he could only look up to, the first heir of the Kuchiki family.

But.

Ever since two and a half years ago, everything changed...

The genius fell to the mortal world.

Drinking in the pleasure district every day.

Never attending class or drawing his blade again.

The dissuasion from the family, or from himself, was treated by Kuchiki Senya as wind in his ears.

Now.

Kuchiki Byakuya had long since lost heart.

Since his big brother wouldn't work hard, then he would take on the glory of the Kuchiki family!

"Tsk, don't be so cold."

Kuchiki Senya didn't mind and let go of his hand.

"Pat, pat~"

Kuchiki Byakuya kept a straight face and brushed the dust off his shoulder, right where Senya had just touched him.

"Depravity is contagious."

Am I a bacterium?

Kuchiki Senya didn't mind either, and drank two sips of oolong tea on his own.

He had long been used to his younger brother's stubborn, block-headed nature.

In the original story.

Kuchiki Byakuya also placed immense importance on things like "rules."

"That's oolong tea, right?"

Yoruichi’s gaze was blank.

Urahara Kisuke’s mouth twitched slightly, "I'm afraid your brain might be broken; when has the drink in Big Brother Senya's hand ever been below 50 degrees?"

In noble circles.

There is a consensus.

Which is that one must absolutely never drink the "beverages" handed over by Senya.

"Sigh, what a pity."

"I only brought one bottle this time, otherwise I could have let you all enjoy some."

Senya finished it off in a few "glug, glug" gulps.

He sighed and casually tossed the empty bottle away.

"Ha, haha, we won't trouble Big Brother Senya with that," Yoruichi and Urahara laughed awkwardly.

Kuchiki Senya.

The reason he is the big brother among his peers in noble circles.

Is not just because the Kuchiki family is the head of the Four Great Noble Families.

The most important thing is his strength, which far exceeds that of his peers!

A starved camel is still bigger than a horse.

Even if he is a fallen genius.

He is still an existence they currently cannot reach!

……

"Who is that drunkard!"

The surrounding freshmen were dumbfounded, watching Kuchiki Senya mingling with Byakuya, Yoruichi, and the others.

A flashy floral shirt.

Plus the distinct lipstick mark on his face...

Although he looked very handsome, he gave off an extremely frivolous and decadent feeling.

Only Shiba Kaien, a freshman who was also from a high-ranking noble family, sighed and explained: "He is the eldest young master of the Kuchiki family, Kuchiki Senya."

The greatest genius in Soul Society in a thousand years!

His cultivation progress crushed his peers by a wide margin; he had reached captain-level spiritual power several years ago.

He was even called the Soul Reaper most likely to be promoted to the Royal Guard.

What a pity.

Two and a half years ago.

Kuchiki Senya, who had originally cultivated diligently, went crazy for some reason and spent his days lingering in the pleasure district.

He hadn't attended a single "Elite Noble Education" course.

His Zanpakuto was gathering dust at home.

A genius with a bright future had overnight become a famous playboy in noble circles...

"What a waste."

"If this kind of talent were mine..."

The freshmen all shook their heads, watching Kuchiki Senya with envious and jealous eyes.

With this talent.

They would be dying to cultivate twenty-four hours a day without interruption.

To become a captain or a high official as soon as possible, and bring honor to their ancestors.

But look at this Senya.

Squandering such great talent.

Eating, drinking, and having fun all day! Indulging in the pleasure district!

This is simply too awesome... no, too wasteful!

Aizen remained calm and composed.

Standing far to the side, acting like a quiet, handsome man with a scholarly air.

The noise in the field could not stir the slightest ripple in his heart.

And Kuchiki Senya.

Was walking with his arm around Urahara’s shoulder.

His lazy eyes were sizing up the freshmen of this year.

……

Shihoin Yoruichi.

A dark-skinned beauty, cheerful personality, likes to play pranks.

Skilled in "Hand-to-Hand Combat" and "Flash Step," known as "Flash Goddess Yoruichi."

She is also the twenty-second head of the Shihoin family, one of the Four Great Noble Families, and later became the commander-in-chief of the Stealth Force.

……

Urahara Kisuke.

The familiar wooden clogs and hat attire.

Humorous personality, also the intelligence lead in the original story.

Even Aizen admitted he was "the only existence in Soul Society who surpassed him in terms of intelligence."

In the later stages, he was also one of the "Five Special War Powers" marked by the Wandenreich.

His endless "methods" made him impossible to guard against.

……

Kuchiki Byakuya.

A handsome youth who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside.

He later married Hisana, who was also the older sister of the heroine Kuchiki Rukia.

The young master of the Kuchiki family, the head of the Four Great Noble Families, and later the captain of the 6th Division.

……

As for further away.

There was a man leaning against a tree, wearing square-rimmed glasses, with a refined and elegant look.

Beneath his plain appearance.

He hid an indifference toward everything in the world.

Kuchiki Senya’s eyes narrowed slightly.

Aizen Sosuke!

The most charismatic villain boss in the original story!

In the later stages, he was also one of the "Five Special War Powers."

One force overcomes ten techniques.

Any technique had to bow before that overwhelming spiritual power.

And Kyoka Suigetsu was merely the icing on the cake.

It can be said.