Everyone in This Dead Zone Can Use Magic Except Me, and That Made Me the Best Inspector

Naoto spends his nights checking grain stores, settling labor disputes, and reading ugly reports from a land where magic dies in the soil. That makes him useful, but it also makes him easy to underestimate. When a death tied to his territory lands on his desk, he notices the wrong boot prints, the missing record, and the way everyone keeps avoiding the same name. He wants answers because his people need food, roads, and peace. He also wants to stay calm when Yuuto, the man sent to inspect the case, looks at him like he already knows the shape of his lies. Naoto keeps choosing duty over comfort, even when duty puts him close to a forced marriage, a growing scandal, and the one man who can pul...