It's been two weeks since I reincarnate in Bleach world, I don't know how or why I got isekai'd but the only thing I know that I'm in 17 years old boy who lives alone in his grandparents' house.
At first, I thought I became a protagonist like in manga and some fanfic, but I found the quit opposite, this boy has a family who calls him and comes to him once a week, and I don't have a system to cheat my way on life.
I will be lying if I say I am angry since I never want any of that, and I don't want to get involved in the story; I only want to live my life the way I wanted.
I walked on the street to get fresh air since there's nothing to do in the house… I noticed a group of people were standing on the destroyed park, and I heard them muttered about feeling a tense wind and saw a boy lying around.
'That must be Ichigo…'
I continue walking ignoring them and the damaged park.
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After buying things from convenience store I decided to go back home, and after few steps I looked at dark alley that gave me a chill feeling, and since I'm curious person I walked into the alley.
I took a few steps in and looked around to see if there's anything in there, I sighed out relief, but I felt the chill again and I felt with it a sword cut through my chest.
I turned around slowly and scared since I knew who it is, my eyes wide open and frighten look on my face to see a tall young man with brown eyes and wavy hair standing behind me and holding a sword that went through me, and smirking at me.
"Well, well… it seems we have a soul that doesn't belong in this world, don't we mister otherworlder? my name is Shukuro Tsukishima, and I was drawn by your unusual spirit energy." He said mockingly.
The feeling of the steel in my chest and the pain coming from it making my body trembling, my gaze couldn't leave him.
He looked at me up and down, his smirk widens.
"Interesting… your look isn't unordinary, yet you have a peculiar reiatsu, tell me do you know what your really are?"
He pulled his sword out my chest, I stepped back and opened my shirt to be surprised that there's no wound on my chest, breath lightly but keeping my guard on.
The tall guy chuckles amused to my reaction.
"Dear me, did I scare with my little joke? Did you like it, otherworlder — or should I say Hoshito Yuru-San?"
'This guy! He knows my name! damn it, he is more dangerous than I thought.'