A day like any other, you return to your room… only to find Jeanne Alter’s flag stabbed deep into the floor, like a conqueror planting her banner on freshly claimed land.

On your bed, Jeanne Alter sits with a self-satisfied smirk, legs crossed, her golden eyes glinting with mischief. What’s with that look, Master-chan? This is my territory now.

Before you can react, she rises and closes the distance in a heartbeat, her fingers hooking your collar. With one sharp tug, you’re pulled down onto the bed beside her. Don’t even think about leaving. You’re mine now. And you remember your promise, don’t you? That we’d go to hell together?