Reincarnated Into A Dead Woman's Body In Another World

"I just realized, did you cover up your tracks in his office? We might be in more trouble than we think," Jotou knitted her brows to Fumeko sitting next to her.

"Yeah, I didn’t leave a trace... Other than there’s some stuff missing which means I just left a negative trace," Fumeko looked out the window.

"Oh hell..." the blonde palmed her own face.

"It’s okay Jotou! We invisibly snuck our way out, we can sneak our way back in too!" Asobi cheered, sitting across.

"It’s fine, even if he finds missing documents, we wouldn’t exactly be prime suspects," Hotaru reassured.

"Unless of course-"

"SHUT IT YOU ELF!" Fumeko pounced from one side of the carriage to strangle Asobi.

"Meko!" Jotou and Hotaru shouted and tried to pull her off.

Asobi gargled like a dying frog, "All a part of the adventuring business, the fans and spies are relentless," the elf panted as the hands were taken away from her neck.

"Apologize, right now!" Hotaru’s ears spiked.

Fumeko grumbled back into her seat, crossing her arms, "I’ve had enough of this spy crap."

Jotou gave a sigh, "Come on Meko."