Have you ever regretted decisions you’ve made? I never did—until I was told that I had to trade my cozy laboratory for a school desk. Why? Because no one in the magic school has managed to drink as many rejuvenating potions as would allow me to pass for a high school student. For how long? Until I solve the case.
And the fact that this “deadly” girl is already over sixty years old doesn’t worry anyone! The suspects are half the teaching staff. The evidence is just gossip. They’re trying to pin the blame on a mysterious curse that you can’t send anyone to prison for. But why then does this closed elite gymnasium still stand in the cursed place? Let’s try to figure it out. At worst, I won’t find a maniac—so I’ll look for a fiancé!