Transfer Student at the Prophecy Faculty

Never—hear me?—never agree to a dubious deal in a dream. Especially if it’s offered by a mirror. I agreed to help without even knowing what my help would consist of. I carelessly swapped souls with my double from the magical world, and now I’m playing a clairvoyance teacher at the faculty of prophecies!

In the magical world, it’s not actually so bad. Here there’s a handsome necromancy professor and a “golden” boy-student from the faculty of combat magic. These two keep me from getting bored! And everything would be fine—if only… if I didn’t know that I’m going to die very soon. Though I’m not planning to die at all…