Right before finishing grad school, I got transmigrated. So until I figure out a way back, I decided to finally enjoy all the fun I had put on hold while studying. You know—dating, dating, or… dating. Conveniently, the guy who just moved in next door turned out to be 100% my type, so I made up my mind to romance him. C-Can I keep my robe on? I’m… too embarrassed to show my face… Sure, he’s a total nerd who clings to his robe like an engineering major to a plaid shirt. …If I turned out to be that Master of the Magic Tower, would you leave me? And sure, this cute nerd seems to be the exact same guy as that unhinged, psychopathic Tower Master… But honestly, that’s not a dealbreaker, right? Not compared to the fact that this web novel world I thought was a lighthearted romance is actually a high-stakes horror survival story out for my blood.
