Doro Doro Obake Ouji-sama Chapter 1

I figure… from now on I’ll just translate whatever suits my fancy at the moment. Maybe if I keep starting translations and never picking them up again, it’ll get other people p.i.s.sed enough more interested in continuing the novel themselves lol

Pretty d.i.c.k move from me but oh well.

Anyways, doro doro is short, only 15 chapters. Also pretty sweet and simple in terms of plot. Hope you guys enjoy~

1

From 10 years old and 8 years after, I always thought I would marry this person…

My fiancé and this country's Second Prince, Vissel-sama 1, currently had his arm taken by another woman while he hung his head.

「We've supported the royal family for decades but this is what we get in return?」

A vein popped out on Father's head, his body shaking.

It's the first time I've seen Father this angry.

As the Prime Minister he was always calm, or rather, for my sake, I never thought my Father who could be called cold hearted would expose this much rage.

I vaguely recognized it, but it seems I'm really loved.

While feeling warm and soft from that, I watched the fl.u.s.tered plump man in front of me.

This person was the King. Though unreliable, he was the King. And beside him was the pale-faced First Prince with his head lowered perpendicularly, Jean-sama. 2

「What is the meaning of this?」

To Father's low low voice, the King startled and jumped.

「No, as expected, the girl is already with child, so there is only, marriage…」

「What about my daughter?」

「Eh, that is… Err…」

Glaring at the hesitant King was not only my Father, but also Jean-sama.

From long ago, though mischievous he was a kind person.

「Please wait! About Angel, I still!」3

Angel is my name.

It's a great name, but my affection isn't particularly profound, nor is my love overflowing.

Consequently, my emotions don't well up at his frantic imploring.

Rather, since we didn't have much of a relations.h.i.+p, it was a mystery why he said such things.

Knowing him since young, he treated me well but we weren't close enough to murmur words of love.

「No way, in my stomach is already!」

「Yes! That's true, but it's because you burnt a fragrance in your room!」

「That was Father doing!」

「Weren't you waiting in the room with your clothes off as well!?」

Splendidly acquiring the Second Prince… It seems this Count's daughter launched quite an a.s.sertive strategy.

However going to her room must have been the will of Vissel-sama himself.

As a man or as a father, that response is unacceptable.

「Then I'll ask you, Prince. What do you intend to do about my daughter and that girl!?」

Father, who looked at the King with eyes that could kill, also seems to have heard the words of his would-be son.

The girl raised a small scream「hih」.

「I want to marry Angel!」

Eh, no way.

「And that girl? She's pregnant with your child.」

「That…」

He didn't continue his words.

How irresponsible.

「The the Count's daughter should get married to Mikhail!」4

The cheerful King who struck his hand like he just had a brilliant idea, I wonder if he's aware of the degrees of difference in our interest?

「Wha! Definitely not!! That is–」

「Silence!!!!」

The Count's daughter's voice was intercepted by Jean-sama.

「The words of the King just now were unbefitting as Vissel's father. I apologize. But Mikhail is unrelated. I won't allow him to be defamed here. And you as well, you were also aware Vissel had a fiancée. Knowing that, you still burnt incense. You're guilty of the same offense.」

Jean-sama who looked at the two with annoyance must've been the only person of the group who seriously wished to apologize.

He approached us and swiftly… prostrated.

The Prince's, dogeza.

Nonono, what to do. What should I do?

What should we do, Father!?

Thinking so I looked to my side, and he was looking down on the Prince with emotionless eyes.

「Truly, it's inexcusable.」

The Prince apologized with his head still down.

But really, at this time what is the King who can only be fl.u.s.tered doing?

「There's no need to receive an apology from Your Highness Jean-sama. As of today, I quit as the Prime Minister.」

「…Anything but that! Anything but that, please desist from doing so.」

It seems my Father is comparably competent.

「Who do you intend to take responsibility for this then?」

「About that, I will talk to the Count. Nevertheless, Vissel will step down from his seat of royalty and will not be conferred the t.i.tle of a Duke.」

「Eh!?」

「No way!!」

The ones who panicked were the people involved themselves.

Originally, when Vissel married me it was intended that he'd step down as a retainer and be named as a new Duke.

We were the Duke family with the most history in this country, but my Elder Brother would succeed the house so we didn't need to receive a groom.

But even though he had me (though we were not intimate enough for saying so), with her, he… did it. Yes, impregnation was that sort of thing.

The gentle and kind him did. While going around and introducing me as his fiancée, he did that sort of thing with her.

Not with me.

In other words, it was simply that he chose her.

That was fine with me.

Our relation was to the extent where we would occasionally meet when we were young and have some conversations, I only considered him as not a bad person.

Well, meaning that I didn't have a woman's charm, I was a little hurt about the fact that I lost to her, but that was fine too.

But, the problem was after this.

「Just that? What is my daughter supposed to do from now on?」

Father's cutting gaze sharpened further. Scary.

「That is・・・Without fail, I will find a fitting partner.」

「Do you plan to push her onto someone to clean up after yourselves? Are you telling my daughter to feel a debt of obligation to that partner until the end of her life?」

「Not at all!!」

Ah, he raised his head a little.

…When I thought so, he immediately lowered his head like before.

「Then Angel should marry Mikhail!!」

To what extent can this King not read the situation.

Sweat dripped off of the prostrating Prince.

From beside me a loud tongue clicking was heard.

…I never knew Father had such an unrefined habit. I should tell Mother. I wonder if she knows.

「You!」

Father has finally called his country's King "kisama." He's completely mad. 5

Standing in front, Jean-sama quietly grumbled as his eye spasmed.

「…You good-for-nothing」

This is bad. Let alone going mad, I even feel bloodthirst!

Ah～ What to do? What to do?

Looking at the two facing the King, I panicked.

For the first time since arriving, I relied on Vissel-sama.

Do something!

I looked at him with eyes containing that intent.

「Have you understood? I also, about you!」6

…Hopeless. Too hopeless. What's with the "I also"? It's not "also," alright?

It was a matter of course the girl beside him was shrieking kii kii as well.

U～n

「Fine by me!」

I yelled, aiming at the backs of the two who would reach the King in another 2 or 3 steps.

「I'll marry Mikhail. Not other n.o.bles, but I'll have the royalty take responsibility.」

「You…」

Father turned back with a scowl on his face.

「Of course, I know of Mikhail's rumors. But look, it's not like I haven't known him since young, and he's better than someone who would impregnate someone else during the engagement period.」

「I'll declare my selfishness without reserve! Father has also said it, but it won't do if it's someone else, right?」

「But, Mikhail is……」

While Jean-sama made a complicated face, he was at a loss for words.

「No matter where I go, I'll be a girl who had her engagement broken anyways, if so then I'll choose the most luxurious offer.」

If it's the King's order, then I can get married. I didn't hope for love in the first place, and my partner would find this situation difficult as well.

"To have such a woman pushed onto me…" Being told that would be tough, and it's a pain to apologize when I did nothing wrong.

「You are beautiful. Even with this incident, men would happily receive you. We will prepare for you and that house to receive treatment like royalty.」

Saying so in that manner, it was decided that Jean-sama would marry the neighboring country's Princess.

Right, mostly everyone is already decided.

「Now, there aren't many partners that aren't already engaged as well.」

The ones without are things in themselves. Of course, Mikhail as well. 7

「Are you fine with that?」

「Yes. It's not as if my marriage with Vissel-sama was something I wanted either.」

I responded to Father's query with a smile.

In reality, it's good this didn't happen after we were married.

It wasn't as if I wasn't somewhat angered at the King with a plainly relieved face, but Jean-sama would make this happen somehow or another.

He who formally became my former fiancé at this place was crestfallen and fell into low spirits. The girl who stood stock still beside him glared this way, but between the two of us, shouldn't the angry one be me? Was she vexed that she couldn't marry into a Duke's house, or was she fed up with her future husband who tried to get out of it even though she was with child, either way it wasn't my fault.

Well no matter what, what happens happens.

My new fiancé, Mikhail was a bully but he wasn't a bad person.

As we were the same age, he's gone out of his way to quarrel relentlessly with me about the mannerisms towards a prince, but I didn't reproach him for that in itself, and my relations.h.i.+p with him was far more pleasant than with Vissel-sama.

That's why I felt sorry that he was arbitrarily involved with this, but well, I'll have him give up on it as he has joint liability.

Everyone knew of this rumored Third Prince Mikhail.

But within these 4 years, no one has seen him…… He's called the Mud Monster.

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DISCLAIMER: I do not guarantee accurate translations.

I feel like I should put this disclaimer on all my released TLed stuff from now on…

Vissel brought everything onto himself, take responsibility for your loose pants and your infedelic son, dude. You’re gonna be a daddy, straighten up.

Seriously though, Vissel is like, pure cannon fodder material. I’ve been reading too much BL cannon fodder novels lately, so my mind is wandering…

 ヴィッセル様 Visseru-sama ↩  ジャン様 Jan-sama, so read as “Jan”, not “Jeen” ↩ Sorry for the weird translation, but he never specifically mentions that he has feelings for Angel or not, or what he actually “still” wants. I didn’t want to take a risk and translated it as literally as I could. ↩  ミハイル Mihairu. I’m not 100% sure but I think it translates to Mikhail. Like how Fureedorihi (フリードリヒ) translates into Frederick. As for why I didn’t straight up use Michael, it’s because the p.r.o.nunciation was kinda strange (I usually see something more like Maikeru for this マイケル), and because it would personally be awkward as it’s my lil bro’s name, so… Forgive me for not wanting to picture my little bro in an erotica, lol ↩ Father uses “Kisama” here. It’s a very rude way to refer to other people. Usually I translate it as “you b.a.s.t.a.r.d” to get the rude feeling across, but I felt that phrasing it like that would be TOO untoward, so I left it as “you”. Just keep in mind Angel’s dad was being very rude. ↩ Again, as literally as possible. I kinda had to here because Angel tsukkomis on it in the next sentences. ↩ I feel like I wasn’t able to convey this part well. Basically she’s saying that by now, everyone around her age already has fiancés decided for them, and the ones that don’t have any are people with quirks. At least, that’s how I understood it. ↩