Synopsis

Because of her parents’ obsession with a cult, Amelie is left burdened with an enormous debt.

One day, she is forcibly swept into Gwangryun University, located within the Citadel—a city of gods inhabited by strange and otherworldly beings.

There, she encounters Malo, a higher existence who insists that he is a professor.

“Just because Professor picked me up doesn’t mean I belong to you.”

“…Doesn’t it?”

In exchange for his help, Amelie agrees to become his one and only student.

The problem is…

These creatures don’t seem to know the first thing about how a university is supposed to work.

Preview

“Professor, what brings you here? As far as I know, you’re not on duty right now…”

The man asked hesitantly, and Malo stepped aside. Only then did the man’s eyes widen when he noticed me.

“I just picked up a student. Remember what you told me last time? That if even a single student wanted to attend my lectures, you’d let me teach as much as I liked.”

“So, Professor, are you saying that you found this… student… in the research institute?”

“Mm. She was wandering around the hallway.”

It was technically true, but the way he put it felt strange. Picked me up while I was wandering the hallway? I wasn’t some lost puppy.

The man let out a barely audible sigh and beckoned me over. Judging by his reaction to Malo, he was probably human. As I approached his desk, he tapped the open notebook in front of him.

Don’t lower your head. Read with your eyes only.

I’m Kwon Taehyun, leader of Rescue Team B.

Are you currently experiencing any damage or distortion to your sense of self, or are you under any physical or psychological threat?

If so, give a small nod.

Damage to my sense of self? A threat to my existence?

I glanced sideways at Malo, who was still standing by the doorway watching me, and gently shook my head.

After confirming my response, Team Leader Kwon Taehyun addressed Malo.

“Professor, would it be alright if I spoke with this student first? I’ll contact your laboratory as soon as we’re done.”

Malo tilted his head to one side. He stared intently at the two of us before speaking.

“…What are the two of you going to talk about by yourselves? Is it something I shouldn’t hear?”

Was it my imagination?

As he spoke, I thought I heard a low, hissing sound—shhhh.

The sudden shift in atmosphere sent chills crawling down my spine.

“She’s my student.”