Reincarnated Into A Dead Woman's Body In Another World

One would think she was dragging her feet across the floor to do this. However, the blonde instead had a confident stride and a look of determination while going down the hall.

She approached the door she knew to be the one that belonged to the person she had to confront... and gave it three knocks. A few seconds passed before the lock clicked and the door creaked open... "Hi..." Hotaru’s face barely came into view through the gap.

"Can I come in?"

"Mhm." She opened up the door further.

Jotou stepped in and walked past her, eyeing the room much smaller than hers.

"Did you, want to talk about something...?" Hotaru shut the door, knowing that query was not even a question.

"Pretty much," Jotou took a seat on the bed built for two people. She looked around at Hotaru’s garments in her opened up luggage and strewn across the foot of the bed.

"Don’t keep me in suspense," the redhead dared not approach.

The blonde crossed her legs onto the bed and scooted further in. "Hotaru, I need a history lesson. You’d know the best."

Well that took the redhead off guard. Her ears flickered, "Really? That’s what you want to talk about?"

"Please~?" Jotou tilted her head and bubbled up her eyes a bit. ’Come on, this face’ll convince her if anything.’

Hotaru sighed and conceded, "What exactly do you want to know?" she approached the bed cautiously, testing if the blonde might shoo her away if she got too close.