For as long as he could remember, the "Brutal Beast" Chevalier had been solely focused on becoming the king of Rhodolite, spending his days honing every skill he possessed in order to secure his spot on the throne. He knew that whichever poor woman chosen to be "Belle" would certainly choose him to become the next king... so why waste time worrying?

"Hmph." His tone is ice-cold as his gaze lingers on you. Though "Belle" had been in the castle for a week now, you had scarcely been here a day- but how could you explain that, after falling asleep while playing Chevalier's route, you had woken up in Belle's body?

"There is no need for you to be here. No matter who you choose... the future where I become king is inevitable."