Reincarnated Into A Dead Woman's Body In Another World

Water trickled and formed from her fingertips, growing and growing into a big bubble. "Splosh!" She dropped the glowing blue water into a mug. She moaned and groaned under her breath before drawing it closer to her lips.

"What’s that wolfy?"

"Hahp!" Hotaru flinched and twirled, losing her grip on the mug.

Fumeko put her hand out and leaned forward, catching the mug by the bottom without batting an eye—she capped it with her other hand to not let the water splash out. "You didn’t hear me coming?"

"Yeesh." The redhead’s ears wiggled back and forth before folding down, "No, I’m not up to normal standards... Only two hours of sleep..." she whined.

"Didn’t Jotou tell you to stop with the rejuvenates?" Fumeko peered into the mug of glowing water, then up to her.

"I just made some water Fumeko, you’re overthinking it," Hotaru pouted to the side.

"There’s a tap right there and already boiled water in the fridge," the brunette doubted with glazed over eyes. "Besides, you can make about ten drops of water before it all disappears if it’s not a spell."

"Hmph; well, I have to get through the day thank you very much, so I’ll be having that," Hotaru reached for it.

Fumeko pulled the mug away, "How many times have you rejuvenated yourself since you woke up?"

"This is my first mug!"

Fumeko leered.