Las primeras 200 líneas.
As you can see, this number gets cancelled out.
-So-- - Pardon.
If that's the case,
wouldn't this formula be much more efficient?
But, Prince Cecil, the theorem you're using doesn't exist.
True. I created it just this very moment.
CECIL 10 YEARS OLD
Did you?
There's no denying the fact Your Highness is exceptional,
but... Wait.
It actually works?
Uh, but that would mean this is a new discovery
in the world of mathematics!
By connecting the parts we were given,
I would have thought the method seemed obvious.
I must make a report!
The society will want to hear of this at once!
Seems the lesson's finished.
But when you're able to understand something
after hearing it only once,
I suppose it doesn't make much of a difference.
How boring!
- Did you hear me? -Hmm?
I am the Villainess, Prince Cecil.
It is my duty to tear you and the heroine
away from each other!
And when I'm through, you'll be in complete shock.
Hmm.
At last, something I don't understand.
AN OBSERVATION LOG OF MY FIANCÉE WHO CALLS HERSELF A VILLAINESS
CHAPTER 1
AN OBSERVATION LOG OF MEETING A SELF-PROCLAIMED VILLAINESS.
- -
My name is Cecil Glo Alphasta.
I am the First Prince of the Kingdom of Alphasta,
as well as its Crown Prince.
Today I'm meeting my fiancée,
Bertia Ibil Noches, a marquis' daughter.
There is only one small problem.
I'm not entirely sure
I understand what she's talking about.
And apparently, I'm not alone.
Miss Bertia, instead of standing outside chatting,
how about we talk over some tea?
Huh? Sure, I guess.
This is Zeno.
He's my faithful personal butler. Treat him well.
ZENO
Stare.
Is something wrong?
To be perfectly blunt,
aren't you a little too composed
for someone your age, Prince Cecil?
Unless you're actually a reincarnation.
What an odd remark.
Members of the royal family are raised and educated
to conduct ourselves in this way.
Quite normal.
It's anything but!
Name me another detached,
philosophical, ten-year-old prince!
I can hear your inner thoughts loud and clear, Zeno.
More importantly,
could you elaborate on what you said before?
I'd be happy to.
Because if Your Highness
doesn't understand the full story,
how could I ever expect to become
a person worthy of being despised?
I know this may come as a shock to you,
but I have vivid memories of my previous life.
I was born and raised in a country called Japan,
where you could watch stories like a novel,
only they had moving pictures.
JAPAN WOMAN PLAYING A GAME
CECIL GLO ALPHASTA
They were called "otome games"
and I enjoyed them immensely.
Hey. It's you.
Then, when I regained my memories,
I realized the truth.
I was in a world
depicted in one of the games I used to play.
That's how come I know the future.
And this scenario, you will fall in love.
The object of your heart's desire is a noble's daughter,
the Maiden of Destiny.
While I, the Villainess, will turn into a jealous demon
and torment her horribly.
-Enraging Your Highness! -
You'll break off our engagement and my house will crumble.
Basically, you find happiness,
but the only way to get the storybook ending
is by defeating me!
Though I'm doomed to fall, I'll do so beautifully!
I'll become a first-rate flower of evil!
Up until this moment,
not once have I been unable to comprehend
what someone was telling me.
Honestly, it doesn't matter
if it's the product of an overactive imagination.
Or if she can, indeed, predict the future.
I have no problem with her
trying to embody this "villainess" character.
My only concern is
whether she is fit to be the future queen.
I am intrigued.
This first-rate flower of evil you mentioned,
what sort of person is she?
She's strong, noble, and beautiful.
Though her path leads to destruction,
she walks it without hesitation.
I shall become that woman.
Strong, noble, and, oh, yes, beautiful.
- -Stepped in it there.
Oh!
Uh, listen, I know what you're thinking,
but Bertia was originally a character
who never stood a chance,
so her looks were always going to be questionable.
It sounds like a rather tragic existence.
Are you all right with that life?
No. Obviously not.
That was Bertia from the game.
We're different. I will always be myself.
In my past life,
I was always retreating back into my shell.
But you were my one and only source of happiness,
Prince Cecil.
Thus, I make this vow.
I will become an honest, righteous flower of evil.
An honest and righteous flower of evil?
I'll pay a call to you again
after I'm done improving!
Until then!
BERTIA HAS RUN AWAY
What a peculiar girl.
Truly. What comes next?
Mm.
Good question.
As far as becoming my fiancée,
she lacks the appropriate manners
when speaking to royalty.
Plus, what she says doesn't make sense,
which is precisely what makes her interesting.
Let's observe her for a while,
and if it becomes necessary,
I'm convinced we'll be able to guide her
down the right path.
Seems you're enjoying this, Highness.
My inability to predict her next move isn't unpleasant.
Generally, when I'm introduced to something new,
I succeed in understanding it on my first try,
which makes existence rather tedious.
I rarely feel a sense of accomplishment anymore.
- -In my eyes,
the world has lost its color.
But this is different.
Please, don't disappoint me.
ONE YEAR LATER
Hmm?
Your Highness, the messenger's returned with this report.
Hmm.
Lady Bertia has secluded herself within her home.
A full year. Should we be concerned?
No. I have been sending messengers
to observe how she's faring.
Seems she's in exceedingly good spirits.
And yet, she insists on shutting herself away.
She will make an appearance soon.
You'll understand once you see her, Zeno.
A FEW DAYS LATER
It's been some time, Your Highness.
You probably don't recognize me.
I'm Bertia Ibil Noches,
Your Highness's fiancée.
Well, this is something.
Her appearance has changed dramatically.
It seems that the reports were true.
Just two more kilos.
Fooled you pretty good. You should've seen your face.
THUMP THUMP THUMP
What sort of attitude is that to take toward the Crown Prince?
But bonking me on the head is acceptable?
Your Highness,
pardon my idiot daughter's behavior.
Please, it's no trouble.
I find it childlike and adorable.
Um... Your Highness,
if you don't mind,
would you say that one more time?
How I'm so... "adorable". Please?
A word, my daughter?
His appearance may fool others, but it mustn't deceive you.
Notice the prince's eyes never smile
because he doesn't have the emotions necessary
to admire something so, quote, "adorable".
You'll have to be satisfied with my endearments instead.
My adorable little...
I wonder if the marquis is aware
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