Synopsis: A fallen young lady, a devoted maid, childhood friends, an antisocial shut-in, an actor's butler, and more. Matsuoka Fuyu was utterly exasperated. All he'd wanted was to enjoy the dull, uneventful life of a rich man.
"Thank the gods! From now on, I'm your fiancée!"
"Huh?"
The hapless Matsuoka Fuyu had been lucky enough to join the transmigration crowd and become a nouveau riche. Even so, he was still so astonished by the girl who had suddenly walked in and announced this that his jaw nearly hit the floor.
"Son, the family's hopes of becoming nobility are riding on you."
"A nouveau riche like you isn't worthy of the young lady of the Shinomiya family," the former maid of the Shinomiya family yelled.
"The Shinomiya girl is mine, kid. You'd better know your place," said some rich young master.
"Look, that's the nouveau riche's son. I heard he's engaged to the young lady of the Shinomiya family," someone said at a banquet.
"That Shinomiya girl? What a beauty paired with a toad. But those Shinomiya relatives really are heartless."
"I want revenge!" Shinomiya Mikoto said, glaring coldly at Matsuoka Fuyu.
"All right," Matsuoka Fuyu said with a nod.
(No System, a balanced mix of sweet and sour, and more or less sound values.)
