I was just an ordinary graduate student majoring in Russian literature.

Not a romance fantasy, not an otome game… I transmigrated into Russian classical literature.

“Farewell, then, Katerina Vladimirovna. I am going to die now.”

No sweet love, no glittering social games, no dreams, no hope.

All there is: cold that could freeze you to death, and a fiancé who shoots himself.

“Why? Why on earth are you so determined to die, Ivan Ivanovich!”

“Because there is no reason not to.”

When my fiancé dies, I return to the starting point of the original story.

After repeating that about twelve times, the madness sleeping inside me finally woke up.

‘If there’s no reason not to die, then I’ll just have to make one.’

With what? The thing that saves a person drowning in despair is generally that, isn’t it… love!

In search of a way to derail the original story, I visited a baroness’s home.

There, I come face to face with a Russian brown bear of a man named Rodion, and he proposes to me.

“I have been thinking that I would very much like you to become my fiancée.”

Are you perhaps confused about the genre, Captain?

This is a Russian novel, packed to the brim with suffering and despair!

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