I’m Not the One Who Seduced the Grand Duke

“I think someone… came into my body and left.”

I had inherited the marquisate at a young age and spent my days knowing nothing but work.

Then one day, I collapsed from overwork.

When I opened my eyes again, a whole week had passed.

But according to everyone around me—

‘Huh? You did collapse, but you got up the very next day.’

‘Of course, you did seem a little different from usual. As if… you’d become a completely different person.’

What on earth were they talking about?

That wasn’t me!

I had just woken up after being unconscious for an entire week!

And then came the final blow.

A letter handed to me by a maid.

[Hi! If you’re reading this letter, that means you’ve come back, right?

I know this is hard to believe, but I came from another world, and one day, I found myself inside your body.

And I’m really sorry, but…

You crossed the line with Leon Obsidian.]

…Wait. What did she just say?

Someone possessed my body?

And what? What exactly did she do with my body?

Leon Obsidian?!

The most handsome man in the Empire, a young Grand Duke, and the priest who had the full expectations of the Temple placed upon him.

Handsome, noble, and sacred—so untouchable that no one would dare lay a finger on him.

A walking false advertisement, if there ever was one.

And yet, he appeared before me and said,

“You’ll have to take responsibility.”

…I’m sorry, but I didn’t do it!

I wasn’t the one who seduced the Grand Duke.

So why do you keep telling me to take responsibility?!

***

Cleaning up after someone else’s mess.

A marquess, Erna Zaherette, gets unwillingly caught up in the aftermath of the reckless flirting left behind by a hopeless transmigrator who ran off without a care!

But here’s the thing.

Why does this…

keep making my heart flutter?