I ended up in another world, and the suddenly acquired relatives quickly had me marry a gloomy dragon lord. But I’m not going to add myself to the list of his dead wives. I’ll run and hide in the wilderness, where an inheritance will be waiting for me. The manor has long been abandoned; everything is overgrown with weeds. But now it’s my little world, and I’ll put it in order. And you, dragon—get out! My manor—my rules.