Warstructuring ∅ The New Kidoushuu

The trusty librarian was the first to make his presence known. It was just as well, most of what he was going to cover Okajima had a certain immunity from. "I'm glad you showed up first. Come, stand behind me Okajima."

"You've been promoted Kenjirou. The library is yours once again. No one can maintain the place like you and I'm sure by now you know that." There was no point in dragging it on and stressing anyone out. The man was a diligent study-bug and the first one on the scene, knowing his fate during this ominous time was a token of gratitude for his devout handling of his duties.

"You've done such a good job over the decades though that I'm raising your pay and staff. You'll need it now that you're the Archive Chief. Your jurisdiction is expanded to the old basement archives in addition to your main floor library. The knowledge of the forbidden kidō we house down there as well as the written history of the kidōshū are your charge to protect. I'd suggest seals." He paused for a second letting the gist of his words sink into the younger artist.

He then continued. "I can't stop you from reading the 'forbidden arts', in fact as our new historian I'll need you to read up on all of them before the he comes to seal them away. I warn you 'jima... you may learn their fundamentals and properties but do not ever train them without my personal authorization."

All these things he said with razor sharp authority, not facing Okajima but the entrance to the grounds. He watched with a great weight looming over him. Watching as they continued the pile in; one hundred something thousand souls he was responsible for. "Keep behind me, Okajima."

He scanned the area for what could be the best vantage point. "Itagaki..." He spoke aloud, knowing if Seishiro was already here... he would be very close by.

When Seishiro appeared he sighed one of relief. To provide the means for the kidōshū to stregthen itself he needed pillars to support the structure he was forming. He needed generals, chiefs to spearhead the distinct needs of the corps.

The two men behind him were two of those generals, though only the one of them knew it yet.

"You might be right senpai but it's nothing to worry about. Those more dedicated to their own status than this corps are now unwelcome here." His rebuttal was mostly banter, in truth he knew they would all come. He knew these men and women, this corps. He didn't know all of them personally but he knew his organization, he'd been in it long enough. He knew their hearts, the kind of beings they were.

They would be here.

They were all here. Good. He knew they wouldn't let him down. They would all have to unify to survive what was upon them. Luckily enough after Yuu Yashin stepped down and his father took over the Kidōshū it was ran a little more lax and under Minomoto Sakura's run not much changed.

He would keep things as copacetic as possible but the entire corps would need to be pushed to get where it needed to go. He was the strongest they had, so he was inclined to do the pushing. It would make them better and himself as well.

He grinned at the arrival of the vice chief. Kusanagi was a fast one, he knew she would make it in time. Even if she didn't she would be excused, she was second in command after all. He gave a nod in confirmation at her question and drilled into his head not to laugh at her pun. Looking over the masses he utilized tenteikūra which was still in effect. It was by no stretch of the imagination for him to demonstrate his prowess by 'broadcasting' to the lot of them at once. It actually took less reiryoku that he thought it would with them gathered together this way.

He cleared his throat and his calm baritone pierced their minds. "First. I want to thank all of you for coming. I'm very impressed and proud of your speedy response to my call. I expected no less of every single one of you."

"As most of you know Sakura Minamoto was declared dead after having gone missing some weeks ago. Since my appointment to Sōshi and up through today, ten of the goteijuusanbantai's twenty-six officers ranking as taichō and fukutaichō have been killed, gone missing or rendered unable to fight."

Though most of them were likely aware of the some of the casualties few of them probably knew of them all. Even fewer would be able to hear confirmation from a credible source. "All before any official announcement of war has been declared." He stopped and scanned through their faces, their reiryoku. There were hundreds of interesting skill sets but most in the crowd had little spirit power.

As they were his corps would be fodder for the Quincy and Espada he encountered. "Our opposition is so numerous they come from two different worlds. They are of devastating power and also seek to destroy each other. Strategically, the gotei is down to nearly half its military power. Should they fall the seiretei will be left to us." It was a very grim reality. One he would hope never came, but still prepare for very thoroughly. "Should that day ever be realized, we will not be caught unawares. As of today... the Kidōshū as you knew it is no more."

Although that part might have sounded startling the follow up wouldn't be. "New rules are pending and new positions have been created. New projects and programs are underway as well. Specific individuals are being selected for most of these ventures but some are still vacant."

The crowd began to buzz with murmurs, he continued on before they got lost in their own chatter. "Before we fly off the handle going over what's new I want to address a change more familiar. To my right is your our new Fuku Kidōchō, Kusanagi Chie." Her introduction was hardly needed, there were few spell other weavers in the corps of her caliber let alone other female spell weavers. Now that Sakura was an artist of the past, Chie was the best as far as the xx's were concerned.