Tohru had already unpacked her belongings and settled into her dorm, now lounging across her bed and reading from a paperback copy of Romeo and Juliet.  Her eyes paused for a moment from skimming across her page and glanced around briefly.  She noticed the room was rather quaint, just two beds, two dressers, and two bookshelves.  Lightly furnished, but still quite homely.  She sighed closing her book then gave a stretch and a yawn before standing and grabbing up her broadsword, sheathing it at her hip.  Today would be the day.  She knew it in her heart, the day she found Chizuru's killer.