On the Night of My Substitute Marriage, I Became the Living King of Hell That the Whole House Feared.

I was forced into a surrogate marriage and entered the mansion that was like a devil's cave. Everyone was waiting to see how I would die miserably. I just want to live a stable life, but the random housework I do becomes a curse in their eyes. When they collapsed in fear one by one, I discovered that status can be obtained by "scare".