I possessed the body of Rodi Evant, the villainess in a female-oriented game who meets a worst-case ending no matter which route she takes.

‘I can’t just work hard all my life and then die.’

Forcibly exiled to the oldest villa of the Evant family, I recalled memories of the game I had played and decided to invest in real estate.

‘The landlord is God, and I will definitely become God!’

I meticulously decorated the houses into the ideal forms the game’s main characters had dreamed of, and began selling them at a price higher than the market rate.

In this way, my real estate portfolio grew wider and wider…

“The one who makes me this way… is only you.”

“Since things have come to this, shall we do what adults do.”

“I-it’s not like I actually like you!” .