The Nerd Next Door Turned Out To Be The Magic Tower Master

Right before graduating from graduate school, I found myself possessed.

Give me back my diploma!

I was in despair over the hopeless situation—only for a moment. Since things turned out this way, I decided to enjoy the pleasures I had postponed for my studies until I found a way back. You know, like romance, romance, and, well… romance.

As luck would have it, the man who moved in next door was an absolute stunner. So, I resolved to make him mine.

“C-Can I keep my robe on? I’m too embarrassed to show my face…”

Of course, he’s a total nerd who clings to his robe like an engineering major to his checkered shirts.

“…If I really were the Master of the Magic Tower, would you abandon me?”

Plus, he seems to be the same person as that infamous Magic Tower Master—the one rumored to be a deranged psychopath.

“T-That’s why I told you not to enter this room…”

Even if he turns out to be a creepy stalker who filled his room with pictures, paintings, and articles of me…

It’s not that big of a deal. Not compared to discovering that this world, which I thought was a simple romance novel, is actually a horror survival game out for my life.