Upon leaving the alley, the sun struck her face and her bare feet felt the warmth of the ground heated by the morning light.
She sighed.
So this is reincarnation, huh…
Although some people looked at her with mild curiosity because of her ragged tunic, they didn't pay much attention to an unfamiliar girl walking down the street.
That bastard didn't even bother to leave me any decent clothes… I suppose the option of eternal darkness wasn't so bad after all.
As she walked through what seemed to be a commercial district, she could see all kinds of characters that looked as if they had been taken straight out of a role-playing game.
The avalanche of races and outfits was almost overwhelming.
Now that the initial panic was fading and her brain was once again working with relative normality, a couple of questions began to circle her mind insistently.
The first: if this was a fantasy world with magic and abilities, what would hers be? Because she didn't think the bastard who brought her here would dare to leave her without one… right?
And the second, far more urgent:
WHY AS A WOMAN?!
Seriously, she didn't think it would have been that difficult not to change her gender when reincarnating her…
"No. Stop thinking about useless nonsense," she murmured softly, lightly shaking her head as if to chase the thoughts away.
CLOTHES.
That was her most urgent need. Everything else could wait until that problem was solved.
But as she walked, she suddenly felt an arm drape over her shoulders, pulling her close to a strange body with forced familiarity.
"HELLOOOO, CUTIE! I couldn't help but notice you were wearing quite a… light outfit," said a deep female voice loaded with unmistakable intentions. "And I was wondering… how much do you charge?"
Logan was so lost in her thoughts that she didn't react immediately. When she finally turned to look at the source of the proposition, what she saw left her even more stunned.
It wasn't a man.
It was a tall woman with short white hair and feline ears sticking out from between the strands. She wore only bandages wrapped around her chest and brown cloth shorts. But what stood out the most, without a doubt, was her well-toned body and muscular arms, which radiated considerable strength.
"Ee-eh…" was all that came out of Logan's throat. The shock came not only from the proposition, but from who was making it.
"So then? What do you think, cutie? Since you're totally my type, I promise I'll pay you well," the woman insisted, leaning closer and planting a wet kiss on her cheek. "…But just so you know, I don't plan on holding back in bed~" she added in a teasing tone, flashing a smile that revealed a sharp fang.
Logan would be lying if she said the stranger wasn't attractive.
In her past life, if someone like that had made such an offer, she would have accepted instantly and probably for free.
The problem was that now she was a woman… and she no longer had her "little friend" down there.
"Come on, sweetheart~ I know you want to~" the feline woman cooed, her tail swaying impatiently. "You haven't stopped looking at me—and especially my chest—since I started talking to you."
Although her mind was a mess, her libido (apparently intact and now housed in a completely new body) proved to be stronger than her common sense.
And to be fair, in front of such a confident feline beauty, saying no almost felt like an insult.
I think I misjudged you, unknown deity, she thought, a touch of resigned humor seeping in. If this was your plan from the beginning, I'll gladly follow it, oh almighty god of reincarnation.
"Yes… all right," she managed to stammer.
"Hehehe, perfect, my love!" the woman exclaimed, her tail bristling with excitement. "Follow me. I know the perfect place."
And without giving her any more time to think, she grabbed her by the hand and dragged her with surprising strength in an unknown direction, disappearing into the bustling alleys of the city.