I’m a complete anti-mage in a world where magic is as natural as technology is for us. And I’m a reverse witch. Everything I change with my hands—for example, sewing up a torn dress—immediately loses its magical properties. Because of this, the mages of the Academy happily assigned me as a mouse for experiments, and the Inquisition is actively wondering whether I want to decorate, with my own presence, a small cozy bonfire on the square. And you thought my troubles ended there? No way! Because I am the Chosen One—the one who can stop the advance of Chaos. So I have to go way out there with the Head of the Academy’s dorm, who has a rather uneven interest in me, to save this world. Not great prospects, but… you still don’t know what power pop-in girls with sewing machines have! Boredom definitely won’t happen.