Miss Blossom’s Backward Beauty Standards: Give Me the Ugly Crown Prince! Volume 1 (eBook)

Sankaku Mikaduki (Autor)

eBook Download: EPUB

2025
250 Seiten
J-Novel Heart (Verlag)
978-1-7183-7708-0 (ISBN)

Infos

While battling a deadly illness, Cocolette Blossom suddenly recalls her past life-a lonely existence spent fantasizing about her handsome 2D faves. Determined to finally live out her romantic dreams, she resolves to marry a real-life hottie this time around.

But in her new world, 'hotties' don't exactly meet her expectations. In fact, they look like absolute monsters-and the guys who actually catch her eye? They're considered hideous and total social outcasts!

Undeterred, Cocolette sets out to snag her ideal man in Crown Prince Raphael. Yet even though they both fall for each other at first sight, the 'hideous' Prince Raphael is weighed down by a dark past and cripplingly low self-esteem. With wedding bells still ringing, can Cocolette boost her prince charming's confidence enough to prove her love is real?

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Chapter 1: Reincarnated in a World of Inverted Beauty Standards

Cocolette

I, Cocolette Blossom, recalled the memories of my previous life when I was ten years old.

As I cried out from the deliriously high fever I suffered due to an illness I had contracted during an epidemic, a thought occurred to me—a desperate desire surged up from the depths of my soul: I can’t die like this! I wanted to marry an actual bishonen—a true hottie—this time around!

That wish cracked open the lid of memories from my previous life—where not once had I had a proper experience with love.

The me from my previous life had been a self-shipper; I had adored shojo manga, dating games, and romance novels in which I could imagine myself as the cute leading ladies and fantasize about being loved by their handsome heroes. During my student days, I had devoted my part-time job earnings to my favorite characters, and even after becoming a working adult, my salary had evaporated in the face of microtransactions. The money I’d poured into my beloveds should have been spent on going to parties or something—I could have met more people offline and found a special someone. However, I had become captive to the two-dimensional worlds where I could easily savor pseudoromances without being hurt.

That’s why this time around, I just had to get a gorgeous 3D man to fall for me!

My father later told me that on that night—the night I recalled my previous life—the doctor said I’d passed through the worst of the illness. It made me glad that on the inside, I was so terribly shallow. I think that the fervent oath I made became my reason for living. My thirst for heartthrobs had somehow saved me from bidding this world an eternal farewell.

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The me who had clung to life to catch my own dreamboat lived in a country similar to one from medieval Europe—the Kingdom of Cheriotte. I was a marquis’s daughter, a title that had felt so natural to me that I hadn’t thought much of it before I remembered my past life. It was incredible, really. What’s more—and this had also been so normal to me that I’d paid it no mind—was that I was beautiful beyond compare.

Upon looking into a mirror for the first time after regaining the memories from my previous life, I’d seen a gorgeous girl reflected in the glass. She had light petal-pink hair that flowed in gentle waves, and large, bright, doll-like eyes; her irises glistened with a yellow-green hue that perfectly matched a peridot gem’s. Her eyelashes were long and heavy, her lips and cheeks rosy, and her skin as pale as porcelain. She looked like a spring pixie—a flower princess.

“This is me now...?” I’d asked myself in astonishment.

Of course, my father and the maids had always fawned over me with words like “My Coco is so adorable!” and “Miss Cocolette, our pixie princess!” but I had just thought they were just spoiling me. It seems I had been wrong.

“Thank you, God, for granting me life’s easy mode with these specs!” I’d cried out. “I’ll use them carefully to marry a beautiful man! I promise you that!”

My future’s so bright! I’ll be a gorgeous celeb for sure! ♡

That’s what I had believed when I was ten, but life didn’t go that smoothly.

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“Now, Coco, I’m off to work. Since you’re still recovering, I want you to go straight to bed and rest if you feel even the slightest bit ill.”

“Yes, father. Be well while you’re out,” I replied.

“I’ll try to finish work early,” he promised.

My father was the only family I had in this world. Apparently, my mother had fallen ill after giving birth to me and passed away soon after. All of her portraits remained hung in my father’s room; she had been beautiful beyond compare, and I wondered if I would be like her when I grew up.

It was quite a mystery to me how my father could have snagged my mother, gorgeous as she had been. He had a wonderful personality, but...

I was ruminating on these thoughts when one of the maids, Amaretti, suddenly said, “Miss Cocolette, you so do take after your father! The Blossom father and daughter do make such a beautiful pair!”

I paused. “Excuse me? ‘A beautiful pair’?”

“W-Well, yes!”

I could not understand what Amaretti’s comment meant. After all, my father’s face was highly reminiscent of an orc’s. Naturally he did not have any tusks, but his head was rotund; his nose and mouth were large; his thick, prominent eyebrows sat above sharply tapered eyes; and he had a large build. He looked just like an orc from a game in my old world. Were I to stumble upon him in the middle of the night without warning, I would be gripped with fear enough to burst into tears.

I could understand why she’d said that I took after my father; I had inherited my hair and eye color from him, after all. But to say we both looked beautiful? Was my father...handsome...?

No, I concluded after a moment. I just could not convince myself that my father was in any way good-looking. Perhaps Amaretti simply preferred men like him, and orc gentlemen were her perfect type?

I had been a self-shipper for a long time, so even if I totally didn’t get the appeal of another person’s faves, it was easy enough for me to keep interacting with that person without rocking the boat. After all, one person’s trash was another person’s treasure.

“Thank you, Amaretti,” I replied. “As his daughter, hearing you praise father pleases me.”

With that I let the conversation continue, and as it did I concluded that the matter of my father being handsome was settled.

Yet soon after that the maids fell into a discussion about my father. Apparently Amaretti wasn’t his only fan.

“Working for Marquis Blossom’s estate is truly the best. After all, I get to wait on such a handsome man and his beautiful daughter!” said one maid.

Another maid squealed with delight. “I waited on the master during mealtime. Lucky me!”

“I’m so jealous,” said another, dejected. “I hope my turn comes soon.”

Naturally, I was suspicious. How in the world had the orc aesthetic become so mainstream? With that question in mind, I headed to our estate’s library to read up on Cheriotte’s culture.

What I found confirmed that this world’s beauty standards were somewhat different to those from my previous life. For women, things were the same—I truly was an outstandingly gorgeous girl here. The trouble lay with men.

To my amazement, Cheriotte lauded orc-faced men as the handsomest in the kingdom! Men with tough, monsterlike faces were considered beautiful; faces like my father’s stood at the top of the hierarchy. If a man had delicate or graceful features—which, in my previous life, would have been considered gorgeous—they were considered unsightly.

Moreover, Cheriotte was so severe in its beauty standards that homely people (again, those who would have been stunningly beautiful bishonens in my old world) were discriminated against. Just ignoring them was seen as virtuous, but it appeared especially delicate ladies and the like would occasionally foam at the mouth and faint at the sight of one.

To think I had reincarnated into a world with reversed beauty standards only for men... Would I actually be able to marry a hottie—my kind of hottie—in a place like this?

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The year after I remembered my past life passed quickly. I spent that year polishing and refining my outward persona. To explain in a bit more detail, I perfectly mastered the education, etiquette, and dances expected from a noblewoman. I also devoted myself to charity work at the church, and earned immense recognition as “Cocolette, the kindhearted maiden.”

All of this was to lay the groundwork to marry a bishonen. They were hated in Cheriotte’s society, and I was well aware that they were treated unfairly. If I were to get close enough to one of them that I could cultivate a loving relationship for the sake of marriage, I would need to first establish my own position as an angelic noblewoman with compassion for all of mankind.

It felt unnatural as all hell.

Well, I was just betting on karma—if I did good deeds, maybe I’d be rewarded with meeting a superhot guy? Anyway, this was all for the sake of snagging one of my own. It was the reason I painstakingly made sure I was always nice to orc-faced men and never abused my authority nor acted haughty in any way. Since I had been a pretty quiet girl before remembering my past life, the typical “villainess regains her memories of her past life and does a complete one-eighty personality change, thus confusing everyone around her” sort of thing didn’t happen.

I had always been the type of self-shipper who’d dreamed I could transform myself into a cute heroine, so I got used to my good looks pretty quickly. But having unparalleled beauty was no excuse for me to just sit around and take it for granted—I had to desperately work to maintain it (well, my maid Amaretti maintained it for me). But no matter how cute a girl was, if she could only play at being innocent and helpless or was just blatantly selfish, she would soon fall from grace. The only way not to waste pretty privilege was to skillfully wield it like...

Produkt-Details

• Erscheint lt. Verlag: 26.11.2025
• Reihe/Serie: Miss Blossom’s Backward Beauty Standards: Give Me the Ugly Crown Prince!
• Illustrationen: riritto
• Übersetzer: Olivia Plowman
• Sprache: englisch
• Themenwelt: Literatur ► Fantasy / Science Fiction ► Fantasy
• Schlagworte: Comedy • female protagonist • Isekai • love at first sight • Nobility • Pretty Boys • rom-com
• ISBN-10: 1-7183-7708-8 / 1718377088
• ISBN-13: 978-1-7183-7708-0 / 9781718377080