Ch-7: Unleashing the Unexpected

As they bombarded me with questions, I realized I had no answers. Seriously, who would've thought there was no such Hado? That means there were only two Hado in Soul Society from the 10 I have, so where did they come from? I felt like crying as they both leaned in, demanding answers.

But before I could even muster up a response, the ground beneath us began to quake like crazy. It felt like more Hollows were attacking, and to my shock, it wasn't just a feeling. A total of 8 Hollows manifested before us, and it seemed the one I yeeted had brought along his entire gang. Talk about timing.

Panic surged through me, but Rukia and Ichigo didn't seem fazed. Ichigo, with his newly acquired Shinigami powers, clenched his massive Zanpakuto and stepped forward, determination etched on his face. Rukia, the experienced Shinigami, swiftly drew her sword and took a combat stance.

I, on the other hand, was torn between awe and terror. A part of me wanted to watch these two powerful figures take on the Hollows, but another part urged me to run for my life. Yet, the idea of fleeing in front of Rukia and Ichigo, who had witnessed my mysterious "Hado #2," seemed utterly humiliating.

So there I stood, like a deer caught in headlights, as the Hollows closed in. It was a showdown I had never imagined being a part of, and there was no telling how it would end.

The Hollows closed in, and it was my turn once more to shine. I couldn't afford another embarrassing display like the first time. This time, I needed to make a real impact. I clenched my fists, took a deep breath, and quickly assessed my options.

I was still unsure about using Hado #3 after the previous letdown, so I decided to skip it for now. I couldn't risk another underwhelming outcome. Instead, I took a confident stance and boldly shouted an advanced one, "Hado #6 - Hishoken!" The words rolled off my tongue with more determination this time.

As I chanted the incantation, It felt different from the first time, as if I had a better grasp of the spell's essence. The air around me seemed to chill, and suddenly, my outstretched hand was enveloped in a frosty aura.

The Hollows hesitated for a moment, sensing the shift in energy. Then, I thrust my icy hand toward the nearest Hollow. A freezing gust of wind erupted from my palm, forming a crystalline projectile that shot toward the target.

But what would the outcome be this time? The system chimed in with a notification, providing the description of Hado #6 - Hishoken.

<System>: **Hado #6** - Hishoken (Ice Fist): <Covers the caster's hand in ice, allowing them to freeze and shatter objects upon touch.>

The icy projectile struck the Hollows, encasing all of the 8 in a layer of frost. A moment later, the frozen exterior shattered into countless shards, leaving the Hollows incapacitated. It wasn't a massive explosion like in any anime, but it was effective enough to immobilize the threat.

My heart pounded with exhilaration. I had done it. I had successfully used a Kido spell without embarrassing myself. But as I turned to face Ichigo and Rukia, I could see they were both staring at me in astonishment, their questions momentarily forgotten.

But instead of sticking around to bask in my newfound glory, I decided to make a run for it. Rukia and Ichigo were still standing there, frozen in shock. I had no time to explain anything to them; I just needed to get out of there before they started bombarding me with questions.

Back at home, I had to be as quiet as a mouse. My parents were fast asleep, blissfully unaware of the chaos that had unfolded outside. I peeked into their room, relieved to see them sleeping soundly.

Then, it was back to my room for some well-deserved rest. I couldn't help but wonder about all the strange things that had happened tonight. It was like I had stumbled into some alternate universe where anything was possible.

As I gazed out of my window, I saw Rukia working tirelessly to fix the damage caused by the Hollows. It was a surreal sight, and I couldn't help but feel a strange mix of admiration and curiosity.

I'm just lying there in my cozy bed, surrounded by the dark, quiet room, replaying the crazy stuff from that night in my head. Man, using Kido was a wild ride I never asked for, but it's still coursing through my veins like I just chugged a gallon of energy drink. But the more I think about it, the more I feel like I messed up.

I mean, why didn't I just use Bakudo instead? It's the smarter move, right? I could've pinned those Hollows down, made them totally helpless, and made it look like Ichigo did the hero thing. No suspicion, no problem. It would've been a slick act. But no, I had to go all in with Kido, throwing myself into this mess.

As I'm lying there, thoughts buzzing around like a bunch of hyper bees, I can't help but kick myself for not thinking things through. What if Rukia figures it out? What if she somehow knows I used Kido, something even Ichigo hadn't pulled off back then? I can't have her focusing on me; it's like being stuck under a magnifying glass, and who knows what her Shinigami senses might pick up.

Tomorrow, it's back to the regular grind – school, classes, and the usual boring stuff. But it also means running into Ichigo again. The moment he spots me, I can practically feel his gaze drilling into me. I've got to be careful, keep my distance from Ichigo, and avoid getting caught up in their crazy world.

With all these thoughts swirling around, I finally shut my eyes. I know the next day will bring its own batch of weirdness and mysteries. Somehow, I've stumbled into this world where reality and fiction are all jumbled up, and I've got to figure out how to navigate it without losing my mind completely. As I finally drift into sleep, I can't help but wonder what other wild surprises this crazy existence has in store for me.