When a stranger comes to you and says that you were born in another world—a world full of fairy tales and magic—you want to wipe your eyes to make sure it isn’t a dream. It wasn’t. I’m a wicked witch, born in the tenth generation. It’s time to go home and, there, at a special Academy, learn what real Evil is. But I couldn’t even imagine what awaited me ahead. Cinderella, Snow White, Rapunzel—none of them are as good as in old fairy tales. Wonderful Princes—not as wonderful as they seem. And a great, true love that might not be love at all. A bit different from what I imagined when I pictured transmigration…