Surely many, reading stories about reincarnation (being “transported” into another life), imagine themselves in that role. I’m no exception—and with the dream of ending up in the body of some princess or countess, I practically got used to the idea. Besides, I prepared for this role in every possible way! But fate—well, it’s such a trickster. Something like that! I did get transferred, but not into a palace and not a castle—into the very real jungles. I had to not only survive, but also build relationships with the original inhabitants (sometimes very strange), and with a certain aristocrat (even stranger, though oddly likable). And where, tell me please, are the magical abilities and the prince on a white horse that the script promised me? None? Well then, as they say, “we’ll look for them!”