An Observation Log of My Fiancée Who Calls Herself a Villainess

And so, this number is canceled out and—

Teacher.

In that case, wouldn't it be more efficient to use this formula?

My, Prince Cecil. No such theorem exists.

Indeed. I've just created it.

Cecil 10 Years Old

What? Your Highness is exceptional, but that isn't...

I-It works?!

But that means this is a new discovery in the world of mathematics!

By connecting the parts we were given, I believe it arises quite simply.

I-I'm going to go make a report to the society!

He's gone.

Well, it doesn't matter.

When I can understand a thing after hearing it once,

I can't say that hearing it over a prolonged period of time is beneficial.

Oh, how boring.

Prince Cecil!

I am a villainess!

My role is to rip Your Highness and the heroine away from each other,

and have you left in complete shock in the end!

Yes, that makes no sense at all.

An Observation Log of My Fiancée Who Calls Herself a Villainess

Chapter 1

An Observation Log of Meeting a Self-Proclaimed Villainess.

I am Cecil Glo Alphasta.

I am the First Prince of the Kingdom of Alphasta and its crown prince.

Today is the day that my fiancée,

Bertia Ibil Noches, daughter of a marquis,

and I first met face-to-face. However...

it seems that I'm not the only one who doesn't understand what she's saying.

Miss Bertia, standing and chatting isn't really the thing to do.

Would you like to have some tea while we talk?

What?

Y-Yes.

This is Zeno.

Zeno

He's my personal butler. Please look on him kindly.

Stare...

Is something wrong?

Prince Cecil, aren't you a little too composed for your age?

Is it possible that you're a reincarnation?

A reincarnation?

I was taught that this is how royals should behave themselves.

It's only natural.

No, it isn't!

If there was some other detached,

philosophical, ten-year-old prince, no one could stand it!

The voice inside your heart is spilling out, Zeno.

Well, then. Will you explain what you were saying before?

Of course!

I must have Your Highness understand everything

and become a person worthy of spurning me.

This may shock you, but I have memories of my past life.

In the land where I was born and raised, Japan,

there were stories I could watch with moving pictures that were like novels.

Japan Woman A Playing a Game

Cecil Glo Alphasta

These "otome games" were something I enjoyed immensely.

Hey, it's you.

"Hey, it's you."

Then, when I regained my memories,

that's when I realized..

That otome game had depicted this world.

That's why I know the whole scenario... the future.

Your Highness will fall in love with a noble's daughter, the Maiden of Destiny.

I, the villainess, will turn into a jealous demon and torment her horribly.

This will enrage Your Highness.

You'll break off our engagement, and my house will fall into ruin!

In short, getting the better of me allows the two of you to find happiness together!

Though my fate is to fall, I will do it beautifully!

I will become a first-rate flower of evil!

Before this, I've never once been unable to understand what someone was saying.

Though, to be honest, whether she has an overactive imagination,

or the power to predict the future, it doesn't matter to me.

In short, she's aiming to become a person who fits into this scenario of hers.

As long as it isn't something problematic for a future queen, I don't mind at all.

I was wondering, what exactly is this first-rate flower of evil you mentioned?

Strong, noble, and beautiful!

Though her path may lead to destruction, she treads it without hesitation!

That's the kind of woman I'm talking about!

Strong, noble...

and beautiful?

Oh, I slipped!

N-No, you have the wrong idea!

Bertia was always supposed to be someone who didn't really have a chance.

So, as a character, her appearance is questionable.

She sounds like a sad sort of person.

Are you all right with all of that?

I am not all right.

Everything I spoke of was the Bertia in the game.

I am... I am myself!

In my past life, I tended to hide in my own shell, but you were my support.

Prince Cecil, I wish for your happiness!

And that is why I will become an honest, righteous flower of evil!

An honest, righteous flower of evil?

I will improve myself and come again!

A pleasant day to you!

Bertia has run away

I wonder what all that was.

Your Highness, what will you do?

Well...

as far as becoming my fiancée,

she has none of the manners necessary to interact with royalty,

and I don't understand many of her words and actions.

And that is exactly what makes her so entertaining.

I will observe her for a while.

If it becomes necessary, I need only tame—

lead her down the correct path.

You seem like you're enjoying yourself.

This sense of unpredictability isn't bad at all.

Generally, if I try something, I can do it on my first attempt,

so, for me, the world is a tedious place.

I've rarely ever felt a sense of accomplishment.

In my eyes, the world has lost its color.

Which is why...

I hope you won't betray my expectations.

One Year Later

Your Highness, there is a report from that messenger.

Lady Bertia has secluded herself within her home for a year.

Surely it's cause for concern now.

I've been sending messengers to go and see how she's faring.

She's in exceedingly good spirits.

Then why has she shut herself away?

Zeno, you will understand once you see her.

She should make an appearance very soon.

A Few Days Later

It has been quite some time, Your Highness.

You don't know who I am, you say?

Bertia Ibil Noches!

Your Highness's fiancée!

Well, this is something. Her appearance has changed quite a bit.

It seems that those reports were true.

Just two more kilos!

Did you mistake me for someone else? You didn't recognize me, did you?

Ow!

THUMP

THUMP

THUMP

What sort of attitude is that to take toward the crown prince, Bertia?

What are you doing, Father?

Your Highness, please forgive my idiot daughter's rudeness.

Please, don't let it trouble you.

It's quite childlike and adorable, wouldn't you say?

Y-Your Highness... would you please say that one more time?

When you, um... said "adorable."

Bertia.

Don't let his appearance fool you. His Highness's eyes never smile, do they?

He doesn't have the emotions necessary to dote on cute things. He's too cold.

You will make do with my love-filled use of "adorable."

You're adorable!

I wonder if the marquis is aware that what he said was ruder than Miss Bertia.

Oh, Kuro!

I knew it. It is alive, isn't it?

I'm terribly sorry.

Ever since I took her in, she won't leave my side.

So I had her imitate a scarf and brought her with me.

Imitate.

It wasn't a successful imitation, but still, this is...

I thought it must be so.

If I keep quiet about it now, it'll make things more entertaining in the future.

Now, please have some sweets before the tea gets cold.

Thank you! I'll have some!

Diet.

This cake was made with a reduced amount of sugar.

I'm not particularly good with sweets, you see?

Reduced sugar! Cake!

Please, have some.

I thought she was aiming to become a strong, noble flower of evil, wasn't she?

I feel like she's heading in the opposite direction.

Well, shall we begin speaking of tomorrow?

Yes! At the party tomorrow, as a first-rate villainess,

I'll nobly fulfill my duty as Your Highness's partner!

Why is it, I wonder?

She meant to seem reliable, but now I feel anxious.

That's very reassuring.

But the fact that you're a villainess and that you have memories of a past life...

let's keep that a secret between just you and I.

Why?

Because the high society that we're about to enter into

is a world where you never know what may end up having a harmful result.

A flower of evil who leaves herself open to attack would seem inferior, no?

I-I see!

Defeating one's opponents in secret is first-rate,

while talking big and digging one's own grave is third-rate!

I completely understand!

I'm different from the Bertia in the game

because I will become a beautiful, noble flower of evil!

I'm so glad you understand.

Though I feel her understanding is slightly skewed.

Tomorrow is my eleventh birthday, and I'm happy to have you there celebrating it.

I'm also happy that I will be celebrating Your Highness's...

Eleven?

Your Highness is turning eleven years old?

That's right. You didn't know?

No, I knew. It's just...

Which means that on my next birthday, I'll turn ten.

Your Highness, my mother... my mother is going to die!

Your mother?