Stop Seducing Me, Miss Witch

Former accountant Rhode transmigrated into a fantasy world of swords and magic, where he became a Royal Auditor.

Coincidentally, the kingdom had finally decided to address the witches’ thousand-year-old debt crisis, and Rhode was tasked with collecting their massive arrears.

The problem was that every witch had lived for centuries.

Their procrastination was legendary; whenever a debt collector came knocking, a simple charm spell was all it took to send them packing.

After that, it was back to their music and dancing as usual.

The worst offender of all was Amelia, the witch assigned to Rhode’s jurisdiction—the infamous “Witch of Enchantment,” who notoriously became known as the “Witch of IOUs.”

As an immortal being, her concepts of time and money were practically nonexistent.

She had absolutely no life skills to speak of.

Her charm magic, on the other hand, was completely maxed out.

Unfortunately for her, Rhode wasn’t falling for any of it.

His sole duty was to put her talents to work and pull her finances back from the brink of disaster.

“Little brother Rhode, it’s so cold tonight. Would you sleep with me?”

“I’ll see if there are any spare blankets left.”

“Little brother Rhode, look at the new pajamas I bought. Aren’t they pretty?”

“Return them immediately and pretend you never wore them.”

“Little brother Rhode, is your heart made of iron?”

“No. My heart is made of flesh and blood, just like everyone else’s.”

And so, time and time again, Rhode successfully defended himself against Amelia’s endless attempts at seduction.

…

Until ten years later.

When Rhode slipped a wedding ring onto his finger, he suddenly slapped himself across the face.

“Damn it! What exactly did I manage to defend against all these years?”

“Didn’t I end up charmed anyway?!”