I died. Or maybe I tripped. Either way, I woke up in another world—with my wife.

Now she’s a divine warlord, the fandom thinks she’s their queen, and I’m somehow the side character in my own isekai.

Our house is haunted. Our kingdom is insane. The tea is measured in teacups.

This is a complete isekai saga filled with slums, debates, marriage problems, cults, political schemes, a suspicious dog, and one man who just wants to survive without becoming a meme.

It starts slow. It gets weird. It ends exactly how it should.

You’ve been warned.

Prologue — She Sipped Her Tea Like a War Goddess