My name is Muse. I’m a transmigrator, and my current occupation is temporarily being useless.
In this world of swords and magic, I was found to have a “body without elemental affinity,” shutting off any chance of cultivation.
To find a way home, I made a decision that would disgrace my ancestors: kidnap the imperial princess who had earned the elves’ recognition, steal her elf, and restart my path to cultivation.
Once I’d successfully put magic-restraining shackles on her and tied her up with rope, I thought I was a criminal mastermind from another world.
That is, until the princess lowered her head, looked at the knot I’d tied, and sighed softly:
“Your knot is far too rough. Pull your sleeves down and tie it over the fabric so it won’t leave marks on your skin.”
“Keep my hands behind my back, or I’ll still have room to escape.”
“Oh, and Mr. Kidnapper... Do I look pretty like this?”
I thought I was the hunter, but I was actually the prey walking straight into a cage of my own accord.
Ever since then, things around me have gotten “lively”:
[The Night Watcher] A cold hand slips into my collar. “Your body temperature... You smell alive. Don’t move.”
[The Saintess] She presses my hand firmly against her chest, her gaze pure and crazed. “My heart is racing. I must be possessed by a demon. Can you exorcise me?”
[The Genius Mechanic] She looks at me like a test subject. In her locked drawer, she keeps a precise record of how many times a day I go to the bathroom.
My daily life has become a struggle to protect myself amid the yandere girls’ fierce rivalry.
Everyone, do you think I can make a successful million-dollar getaway?
