I Died and Became a Hollow, But I Get Stronger by Being an Idiot Chapter 56: The Name Nobody Wanted

The next morning, our little group gathered again in front of my cactus house. Spike o Sensei stood proud, guarding the place like a legendary green warrior. My loyal pet, Aizen, let out a proud "Woff!" and struck a cool pose, his fur catching the pale light of Hueco Mundo.

Grimmjow looked impatient already.

"Hurry up, I don't have all day to waste with weaklings."

Shawlong cleared his throat.

"Alright. First order of business — our group needs a na. Sothing that will survive until we all beco Vasto Lordes."

Edrad smirked.

"How about 'Fang Lords?'"

Yylfordt rolled his eyes.

"Sounds cheap."

Di Roy scratched his chin.

"Green Bosses? Since… y'know, our leader's green."

Everyone stared at . I tilted my head, blinked slowly… then let out a deep, guttural roar.

"GRUAAHHH."

[Translation: 'The hell kinda na is that?']

Grimmjow snorted.

"See? Even he thinks it's dumb."

Aizen gave a proud "Woff!" like he approved whatever I said.

Shawlong sighed.

"Let's just call ourselves the 'Bone Circle' for now. We're made of bone and… it's a circle, okay? Stop complaining."

Edrad grumbled but nodded. No one had better ideas, and even Grimmjow shrugged.

Then Edrad asked the obvious.

"So what's our purpose, boss?"

Everyone turned to again. I blinked. Roared.

"RUAAAAAOOORGH!"

[Translation: 'Uh... survive?']

Shawlong sighed louder.

"And that's our other problem. Our leader can't talk. He can't write. All he does is roar. I don't even know if he understands us half the ti."

Grimmjow grinned.

"Perfect. ans I can do whatever I want."

Aizen did another overly dramatic pose, fluffing his tail like he was about to audition for a Hollow drama.

Then — classic — I stepped on a rock, tripped, and face-planted into the sand.

[ EP 12,000]

Spike o Sensei wobbled next to like he was trying not to laugh.

Grimmjow pointed.

"See? This idiot's running the place."

I lifted my head from the sand, sand pouring off my mask, and let out a muffled guttural roar.

"GRRAAAHH-HAHAAHAA-ACK!"

[Translation: 'I'm fine. Shut up.']

Shawlong groaned.

"I can't believe this is our life."

And so, the eting ended. Na: Bone Circle. Purpose: unknown. Future: confusing.

But hey — my EP went up again.

Current EP: 2,210,500 / 100,000,000