What’s worse: getting hit by a car or ending up in another world? Being trapped in a summoning circle of careless students—or in the dean’s office of the necromancy faculty? And fine, if it were as a ghost, which would be quite logical—no, they took me as a secretary for some reason!
Was it an error or according to someone’s fiendish plan? And who should I fear more: the sweet lady who hired me, my own dean, or an extremely suspicious count who now drops by as if he owns the place?
Ah, and he’s also a dragon?! And he’s asking me to marry him… More precisely, he’s putting me before the fact. But with that, I’ll still argue!