“You are the Chosen One! You have great magic! You will save our world! — this is exactly the phrase I expected to hear when I woke up in a parallel world. Alas, there are no benefits for the elite. So you have to work as a “Cerberus in a skirt” in the rector’s reception area. And at the same time, get all the delights of living in a hostel, working in a women's team and communicating with arrogant nobles. Instead of magic - sober calculation, instead of a team of friends - a ghost of a dog and a moray eel from an aquarium. Meanwhile, no one canceled the rescue mission. Moreover, it is not the world that you need to save, but your life.