My mother is a concubine, but as the first prince, I am first in line for the throne.

My mind and body have finally connected, allowing me to move as I please, but my environment seems to be far from ideal.

It seems my father, His Majesty the King, wishes to make the second prince, born to his beloved Queen, his successor. He neglects – or rather, completely disregards – the first prince and his mother, the concubine.

Isn't this like some cliché I've read in a novel somewhere?

The prince whose mother is a concubine, treated harshly by His Majesty the King, sulks endlessly, convinced he isn't loved. He grows up utterly spoiled, always declaring "I don't like this, I don't like that." Then, at the academy's graduation ceremony, he confronts the perfect fiancée—a lady of impeccable lineage, beauty, and character, chosen by royal decree—and breaks off their engagement. Subsequently, his fiancée is stolen by his admirable, virtuous younger brother prince, and he ultimately receives his comeuppance.

This is no laughing matter.

Such dangerous flags must be averted.

My own future is more important.

First, I think I'll quit being a prince.

The first chapter has also been posted in advance on Kakuyomu.