Violetta: Me, an ordinary student, got dumped into a magical academy right onto the rector’s lap—this handsome man. He claims I’m his true mate, like, in dragons it’s a thing. But I’m not a dragon and I want to go home. What other “bride selection” is there for the rector? We didn’t agree to this. What do you mean, they don’t ask me? I’ll prove that an unfortunate transmigrator can’t be broken.
Edgar: I somehow knew they’d do something nasty to me. A selection! What could be worse? Only a closed bride selection! I covered my bases and called my true one—yet they don’t believe in that kind of thing. So I’ll have to drag the girl to this hated selection, otherwise who knows what bride they’ll slip me.
You can expect: an unbearable dragon rector whom we’ll have to “re-educate”; a fun transmigrator, also an initiate-first-year; a magic academy; a closed selection for chosen brides.