Tensei saki de suterareta no de, mofumofu tachi to oryouri shimasu ~okazari ouhi wa my pace ni saikyou desu~ Chapter 1

1.The Villainous Daughter Awakens

“Leticia, let’s break off our engagement.”

A voice informed me of breaking off the engagement.

I was dumbfounded at the crown prince, Fritz’s pronouncement.

“It’s cold….”

I muttered as my body was trembling. It’s not just from Fritz’s, who’s supposed to be my fiancé, frosty gaze. But also, from how drenched I’m in water from head to toe. I was abruptly deprived of my body temperature and trembling.

“Cruel. To push me in the fountain…”

“Huh, what are you talking about? It’s your fault for trying to grab Sumia, isn’t it?”


I didn’t do that.

When I looked up to argue back, I saw a delicate girl clinging to Fritz. She has soft chestnut-colored hair and green downcasted eyes. She was trembling and leaning towards Fritz, with a lovely and well-featured face.

“Look at how scared Sumia is. Don’t you feel sorry? Shouldn’t you be ashamed of yourself?”

“……………… I have nothing to be ashamed of.”

By no means, should I be apologizing for anything.

To suddenly be told to break off the engagement, while Smear is standing beside Fritz.

I just approached them to ask what the hell was going on. However, I was pushed away by Fritz’s entourage and dropped into the fountain.

“Are you still going to act ignorant of your crimes and say this nonsense? Why don’t you cool your head in the fountain and wake up a little?”

“…………………… Wake up, you say? …………”

I muttered in a lowered voice.

In a sense, I was fully awake.

It can be said that you awakened me.

The shock of being told to break the engagement off and being pushed into the fountain awakened me to the memories of my previous life.


“Jiro, Let’s take a walk?”

When I peeked into the red-roofed doghouse, what greeted me was my Shiba Inu up already. Jiro, who came out of the doghouse, stretched his front legs in a relaxed manner, and then his hind legs.

Feeling healed and warm inside from Jiro’s fluffy appearance while he stretched his whole body, I then fit the harness on him. And as if to make my job easier, he tilted his head and moved his body toward me so that I can easily fit it.

I passed the harness through his head, where you can see greying fur. Like humans, dogs may have more white hair due to age.

Jiro, who came to our house when I was a high school student, was now a fine old dog.

“~~~~~ ♬”

The season is spring.

It was a pleasant day for a walk.

I took the country road​ around my family’s house while humming quietly.


While paying attention to Jiro’s weakening legs, I thought about the kitchen of my parents’ house. Homemade strawberry ice cream is being chilled in the refrigerator. I was supposed to eat it after I got home from taking a walk with Jiro.

When you think of ice cream dyed in a slightly strawberry color, your cheeks naturally slacken.

Strawberry ice cream is a favourite of mine that I make every spring. It is cold and smooth with a bittersweet taste that melts as it touches the tongue, making the texture of the fleshy parts of the strawberries much more enjoyable.

It has become a custom​ to make Strawberry ice cream when it’s in season. But, when I first made it, I misread the amount of water contained in the strawberries and it was a failure.

If the amount of water is too much, the ice won’t crystalize as it should, and the taste of strawberries will be dulled instead. After several failures, my strawberry ice cream has turned into a delicious snack that is well enjoyed by my family.

“Straw~berries ♬ Straw~berries ~~~ ♬”

I added rhythm to the improvised song that I was humming.

Please overlook the terrible singing.

It’s been a few years since I was a new graduate and started working. The company I entered was a very busy one. It was a so-called black company[1]. I could count the number of people who didn’t do overtime. It was normal to go to work on holidays, and even before we got our settlement of accounts. It was such an exploitative company.

Today is Sunday.

It has been a long while since I had the whole day off. So After doing all the piled up housework, I took the train for about an hour to my parents’ house.

It was supposed to be a calm holiday, visiting my parents, making strawberry ice cream from the strawberries that were given by the farmer auntie, enjoy eating it, and play with Jiro.

“Jiro, wait.”

The traffic light in front of us is red.

Jiro quickly followed the signal and stopped.

I was the one who taught Jiro when he was a puppy how to stop and wait.

Shiba Inu are known to have a wise and egoistic nature, and Jiro was no exception to that stereotype, so it was hard for me to make him listen at first.

I remember how, during my high school days, it was especially hard to have Jiro memories “Wait”. The waiting time was gradually extended from 3 seconds to 5 seconds, then to 10 seconds, but it was a series of three steps forward and two steps back[2].

That’s why when Jiro learned to wait obediently in front of the house, I was very proud. Because it meant that he acknowledges me as his owner.

“Jiro, okay. Let’s go.”

The traffic light turned green while we were halfway through the crosswalk​.

“Woof! Woof!!”


A truck rushed in with a roaring noise.

Why is the light green?

This is dangerous.

I have to avoid it.

I have to protect Jiro.

I screamed while pulling the harness―――――――――――――

I felt my field of vision shake from the impact. And when I took notice, I found myself laying on the road, a lukewarm liquid spreading underneath me.

My last memory was of Jiro rushing to me as my consciousness​ became hazy.



At remembering that memory of my past self, a single tear trickled down from my eyes. It doesn’t seem that he was seriously injured, but is he okay?

I want to believe that he’s smart enough not to be run over by a car.

“Jiro? What’s that? Are you crying? Are you going to cry?”

“……… I just got water in my eyes from the fountain.”

I’m not crying because of the current situation. I’m crying because of my thoughts of Jiro. And for all I know, this pain in my chest might as well be from the broken engagement.

It’s painful. painful. It hurts.

I held my tears that were going to spill.  It would be unforgivable to let Fritz and his followers see my tears. To let the pride that I cultivated for 17 years be tarnished.

―――――――――― Duke’s daughter Leticia Gramwell.

That was the status and name given to me in this world.

Currently, we are at the Royal Etruscan Academy, where the children of the royal aristocrats attend.

Fritz stopped me while I was walking along the entranceway’s fountain and abruptly declared that our engagement was broken off.

The students all around us stayed silent at the scene that was being held so openly in broad daylight. I was being looked down upon by Fritz and his followers as I lay in the fountain.

Fritz, the crown prince, and my supposed fiancé.

Sumia, the Baron’s daughter, and the one clinging to him.

Ileus, the third son of the Chancellor of the Kingdom, who is well-known for being a prodigy.

Dustin, the son of the Royal Knights leader, who excels in swordsmanship.

…………… The so-called people who are supposed to be the next generation of the kingdom were openly glaring at me with hostility.

[1] company that exploits its employees (e.g. through unpaid overtime) ​

[2] Same as “Two steps forward, one step back”


9 thoughts on “Tensei saki de suterareta no de, mofumofu tachi to oryouri shimasu ~okazari ouhi wa my pace ni saikyou desu~ Chapter 1

  1. Thank you for translating this. I’m bad at learning languages so I’m thankful for people like you. I enjoyed the chapter and look forward to more when you have time.


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