Aw, geez.

Aw, geez.

Eh?

Eh?

I told you I hate crybabies! ...so quit cryin', crybaby.

After he'd become an ugly beast, the selfish prince thought only of himself, moaning and losing his temper. Finally, he stopped trying to leave the mansion, doing nothing but tormenting and finding fault with all those around him.

After he'd become an ugly beast, the selfish prince thought only of himself, moaning and losing his temper. Finally, he stopped trying to leave the mansion, doing nothing but tormenting and finding fault with all those around him.

.... Is that supposed to cheer me up?

And you were so dashing a moment ago, like some fairy-tale prince.

And you were so dashing a moment ago, like some fairy-tale prince.

But you're Marisa, all right.

What's that all about?

.... A prince, huh.

What saved him was neither magic nor medicine nor any "maiden's tears"...

...but the heart of one girl that thought lovingly of people.

I dunno...

I dunno...

Even if I wanted to be a reliable prince, how long I stayed a gentlemen would depend on the clod-brained princess, wouldn't it?