"Okay, got it!" She gives a quick thumbs-up. "Let me know if you need me to kick him out." 

Ji-Min goes over and opens the door. 

"Ok, your virgin eyes are safe, you can come in." 

Her friend squawks in mock outrage. "Ji-Miiiin," he complains, but he does come in. 

He spots Weiss, and his tone immediately changes. "MinMin! You have a strange girl in your room! Were you having sex?" 

"Your coat is rumpled. Were you?"

He cackles. "I like you, let's be friends! I'm Wei Ying." 

That disarms her for a moment, actually. "Uh, sure? Okay? I'm Weiss Faron."

"Nice to meet you! So, what were you doing that had MinMin too distracted to check her phone?" 

"Yes, he's always like this," Ji-Min contributes. "You don't have to tell him if you don't want; it's none of his business."  

She has a thought to make him brush her tail as an apology, for some reason, and shoos it away with an ear twitch.

"No nevermind. What was so urgent, anyway?"

"Oh, right! MinMin, you said you wanted to walk to the dining hall together!" 

Huh? It's not dinner t—oh, wait, it is dinner time. How did that happen. 

"Right, yeah, sorry, I lost track of time. You coming, Weiss? I can pay for your meal." 

"Sure why not? --Pizza. I bet dining halls have pizza I can have real pizza again! Ooh ooh! And root beer!"

"No beer. The dining hall won't sell alcohol, for some reason." 

"No, no, root beer! It's an American thing; it's non-alcoholic. You're on the wrong continent for it, though, sorry!" 

(He talks considerably faster than Ji-Min, so Weiss might not have caught all of that.) 

"Mmmmm... Coca-cola then? Ah, Ji-min, should we hide the ears and tails? I have a little curse, there will always be something. But it can be, like, oh that's a tattoo."

"That depends. Are you okay with people asking you stupid questions, like why are you white?" 

Without missing a beat, Wei Ying jokes, "Oh my god, Ji-Min, you can't just ask someone why they're white." 

"I mean... I know tan and brown kitsunes from where I was before, too? Like, this is Earth, right? That place wasn't."

Here, have a quick illusion splayed out into midair, to demonstrate.

"...I have fifty million questions!!! You're from another world??? How did you do that? Who is she?" 

"She's pretty," Ji-Min contributes. She's seen Weiss's illusion magic already and doesn't find it quite so surprising. 

"Hehe. I don't really know the why! It's as mysterious to me as anyone else. But it's exciting to be back! And can't most kitsunes do that? I mean, usually it's just shadows..." She holds up her hand to the nearest light source, sketching a quick shadow-swordfight on the wall. "That's Megi, she's a real- Sweet? She's nice."

"We can do something pretty similar, I don't know if it's exactly the same. But, anyway. Most foxes like us in this world are East Asian—like me, I'm from Korea—and you'll stand out. So people will probably ask you stupid questions about it." 

"I guess I can always tell increasingly outrageous lies until they get the point. I'm from mars, you see, the cosmic rays turned me white."

Ji-Min giggles. "Nice. Come on, then, let's go get some food." 

She grabs her phone, makes sure she has her wallet and student ID, and pushes Wei Ying ahead of her out of the room. 

Weiss looks around at the cheap student-dorm hallway. It's so familiar and yet so strange at the same time. (Her ears twitch towards most random noises).

Most of the residents seem to have personalised their doors at least a little, with nametags and little decorations. The door they just exited says "Ji-Min's room", with a line of Korean text underneath that probably says the same thing, and has a few drawings of foxes tacked up.