Reincarnated Into A Dead Woman's Body In Another World

"Thud."

"Found a good novel or learning a new spell?" Jotou uttered as she approached the dining table.

Upon it landed several books varying from thick to thin. The blonde’s eyes scanned the bookmarks and the colourful sticky notes poking out of the pages.

Hotaru puffed a breath from her cheeks and placed her hands on her hips, "This is everything I could get about dragons, wyverns, flying serpents—from fairy tales, to recorded rumours and historical records."

Jotou placed a few fingers on the edge of the table, "Nice work. Where d’you get all of these?"

"Mostly from Dolpool Library. They also have an old archive and like any archive, there were thousands of legalese, and forgotten tomes and records. Not much access for the public, but the name of the Azure Firefly certainly carries weight," her fangs glistened.

Jotou rounded around the table and sauntered her way behind Hotaru.

The wolf-girl opened up her journal bound in leather with a button and turned it to some middle page. Out the journal itself stuck out a few bookmarks.

Eyeing the journal, Jotou rested her chin on Hotaru’s shoulder and nuzzled her head against her neck. "I’ve categorized them into fake information, possible information and fact."

"And how much of it’s facts?"

"Not much at all," the redhead sighed. She absentmindedly stroked the side of Jotou’s cheek while holding the journal open, "But I summarized everything that could be useful."

"How do you know which one’s useless? The useless could be useful," the blonde hugged and hung her arms around Hotaru’s waist.