May I Ask for One Final Thing? (最後にひとつだけお願いしてもよろしいでしょうか)

I'm sorry. Could you kindly repeat yourself, Prince Kyle?

As many times as you’d like, Scarlet El Vandimion!

Starting this very moment,

our engagement is terminated!

And now, I have gathered you all here today

to make an announcement so joyous,

it demands a celebration.

Terenezza Hopkins and I are henceforth engaged!

Oh, how splendid!

What a beautiful couple.

May you both have a brilliant and joyous future.

As Prince Kyle's new fiancée, I promise this.

I shall love him forever and work hard to make sure

we're the happiest couple in the world.

Oh, love, my heart goes aflutter

when I think of all your charms and your utter devotion to me.

Unlike that emotionless clod over there.

For 17 long years of my life, I have suffered endlessly,

playing fiancé to an insipid, pigheaded cur such as you!

It has been the only blemish

on my otherwise spectacular life.

If I may,

this engagement was never our choice.

The ducal house of Vandimion arranged it.

This betrothal was decided before we were even born.

And now you assume you have the power

to annul our contract?

Do you truly believe that?

Of course I do.

Regardless, it won't matter

after all of your terrible deeds.

Such as?

Terenezza’s told me everything.

You grew jealous of my blossoming affection for her,

so you viciously bullied my sweet angel

-every chance you got. Oh! -

I have no memory of this alleged bullying.

Honestly, I do not recall ever meeting Terenezza.

Not before this, at least.

How dare you?!

What, since you were in the Special Curriculum,

and she was in normal classes, she didn’t exist to you?

You should be ashamed of your vile elitism!

Does my ex-fiancée have nothing to say

now that she's been cornered?

Very well. Allow me to enumerate

your fiendish and spiteful crimes.

You defaced her notebooks,

locked her in the bathroom, and spread nasty rumors.

You even pushed her down a stairwell

in a fit of violent rage!

I've heard enough of this.

Oh, was that a confession?

Interpret that as you wish.

And I accept the termination of our engagement.

Feigned indifference, eh?

Just as I'd expect from a petty wench like you.

If our lives were plucked from the stories,

your character would be written as an undeniable villainess.

Oh, a villainess, am I? I see.

Oh, my.

Then it's done.

I won't hold back anymore.

I see that I am not welcome here.

But before I take my leave, Prince Kyle,

may I ask for one final thing?

You may not, you presumptuous insect!

Now, now, my beloved. It is her last request.

Let's indulge her a bit, shall we?

Oh, how did I find

a compassionate young woman like you?

You heard the lady! Out with it! Give us your request now!

You have my gratitude.

What is it you want? Money? Jewelry?

-Or perhaps-- - Nothing of the sort.

For my last request, I must ask.

May I kindly knock the teeth out of this craven, two-faced bitch?

Why, you!

What in the world are you...

Pay heed, kind viewer.

I shall now explain why I, Scarlet El Vandimion,

have utterly and completely exploded.

Clearly, this bitch and her fool of a prince

have unearthed a rage that seethed within me.

But to fully convey the depth of my anger,

it is necessary to look back to the past.

For as long as I can remember,

there was nothing I loved more than kicking ass.

Scarlet, dear.

Yes, Leonardo, what is it?

You struck that boy from House Alexia

less than a week ago, and here we are yet again.

What compelled you to relapse so quickly?

At least this time, you saved a commoner child,

but that's neither here nor there.

Leonardo, I hear you,

but rest assured knowing I don't attack indiscriminately.

If I fight, there's always a reason for it.

Is there?

Yes. It's for the greater good, I swear.

Oh, Scarlet.

Do you know the first thing I saw

when I arrived on the scene?

My sister covered in that little boy's blood

with an exuberant smile on her face.

You were clearly enjoying yourself.

Was I?

We need to get you ready.

You'll be entering royal society next week.

Please try to control that fiery temper.

You must be a proper lady from now on.

I will.

So, you're Scarlet, are you?

Yes.

I am Scarlet El Vandimion of the ducal house of Vandimion.

Pleased to meet you.

What are you, stupid?

When I ask if you're Scarlet,

all I need to hear from you is a yes.

How dense do you have to be

to give a whole formal introduction?

From now on, you work exclusively for me!

Huh?

On that fateful night, I met Kyle Von Pallistan,

second prince of the realm, and to my great misfortune,

my fiancé.

Thus began my descent into veritable hell.

Before long, the prince began abusing me

in the pettiest ways imaginable.

Father, please.

Surely his behavior has gone far beyond the pale.

I'm sorry, darling daughter.

The royal family arranged this contract.

Thus, I am powerless to annul it.

I did my best to endure day in and day out

to the limits of my patience.

Then, after some time,

I was a girl of 15 years.

And I began attending the Royal Academy for Nobles.

Lady Scarlet is so calm, and she's as beautiful as ever.

I heard she aced the last aptitude exam

with flying colors too.

Of course she did, look at her!

She’s the pride of the Special Curriculum!

The Icy Rose!

Oh, finally, there's my Scarlet.

Duke Vandimion ordered you to tend to my every need, right?

That order doesn't stop

just because we're stuck here at school.

Which means you're my slave,

and you have to do what I tell you!

In order to survive,

I had developed a backbone of steel,

which made it easier to handle

the prince's ceaseless torrent of mistreatment.

Lady Scarlet, do you have any plans for lunch?

-Oh, well, I believe-- - Scarlet!

Why, you sluggard!

What are you still doing in class?

You're supposed to be out buying my lunch!

Yes, Your Highness.

I shall depart immediately.

Without a single apology for making your master wait for you?

A thousand pardons, Your Highness.

It shan’t happen again.

You call that an apology, you wretch?!

What a disgrace!

I'll teach you!

Prince Kyle, please. Let her go!

What was that, peon?

Are you defying your prince?

It's fine.

I promise I'll be all right.

Best let it go, you two.

But Lady Scarlet...

My good lads,

make sure these shrews don't run off to tell the teacher.

Sir!

- Sigurd, come! - Sir.

You get a few good grades

and think you're queen of the school,

is that what this is?

Damn it! Why do you get to be on the Special Curriculum

while I was dropped to Common like some commoner?!

Oh, I see.

That's why he's in an especially bad mood today.

Are you mocking me in your internal monologue, witch?

No. Perish the thought.

Well, enjoy your sense of superiority

while it lasts... my love.

You know, I never liked that silver hair of yours.

Maybe I'll cut it off and show my new friends

in the Common Curriculum.

If you do that,

I would be forced to tell my father about it.

He could then exercise his power to nullify our engagement.

Duke Vandimion follows any command my father gives him

like a loyal dog.

Our engagement remains until I say otherwise.

You’ll spend every day until your last breath