They say all geniuses are crazy. Or maybe the other way around? I don’t know about others, but I’m definitely a genius—crazy. Because being thrown into trouble headfirst and then getting out dry and handsome—like a white swan—that takes skill. Though this time, apparently, I really do have serious problems—and not just with my head. A catastrophe is closing in on the world where I got the chance to start a new life. And preventing it is precisely my job—the quiet, young cadet of magical support troops, greedy for money and eager for women, and—by the way—a messenger of a god. Talk about getting caught in a situation. But nothing—we’ll make it through! Unless we get lost in the labyrinths of women’s cleverness.