I was an obvious princess. But why did I suddenly become a gangster princess?
This is not family or environmental blame.
My phallic worship in elementary school turned me into a princess gangster.
(phallic worship is funny because it reminds me of a folk village, not Freud)

I'd love to beat up the bad ones, maybe for the rest of my life.
You could beat them with words, beat them with actions, and just beat them.

It's like Plotmon evolved into Gatomon. I need to meet Nari.
(let's find my elementary school classmate Nari __) and evolve into Angelumon through the sentence of hope.
Nari____ must have a sentence of hope.

< How to be a princess >

There was a time when women unemployed were called swans.
Now that she became a swan princess,
she is in trouble because she has no money in her mansion to buy a dress to go to the ballroom.

What if I end up being sold to the count's family that my dad knows?
My dad took good care of me when I was a rabbit princess.
I believe that she will take good care of me even now as a swan princess.

(My dad will be 60 years old next year) I know!

I need to have my dad's 60th birthday party next year.
What am I doing? Shouldn't I host a big ball for my dad?

I have to return the letter to my family, but I don't know anyone.
Is this okay. I don't like my dad looking weak. I don't like getting old.

But the old king should take over.
That's Fraser's theory. But I don't have the ability to succeed yet.

Will the family find a place to marry because of me?
I want to stay healthy with Mrs. Duvary. Was Duvary a Foucault girl?
Marie Antoinette would have been decapitated with a hype heart necklace if she had participated in 68.