[The feed turns on to a young boy, sitting with his feet up on the desk in front of the terminal. He's leaning back in his chair, and his attention is away from the camera, at the knife he was spinning on his pointer finger.]
Hey, is the food here always so flowery? I had to eat peasant slop because it was the only thing appealing on the menu... there should be some steak here.... Ah! Sushi.
They should have sushi here, though it won't be any good if it isn't made by that Yamamoto guy... oh well, sushi is sushi, I suppose. It's far better than that disgusting... oh what do they call it.... warm cereal? Or was it oats in a meal? Hmm...
[He finally turns his attention to the feed, with a big grin on his face.]
My name is Belphegor~ Though please, ca--- [Before he can finish his sentence, the knife he had lost interest in fell off his finger onto the ground, making a slightly loud clank.]
[He leans over his chair to stare at it.]
[He stares at it for a few more seconds before stretching, and he places his arms behind his head, no longer interested in the knife on the floor.]
Anyway, call me Bel! I'm pleased to make your acquaintance, everyone.
By the way, what's with this metal thing around my neck? It won't come off, no matter how much I cut away at it!
It's not right to treat a Prince like a dog, you know. You could be beheaded for such an act!
[Suddenly, he leans forward very close to the screen with a very serious expression.]
[His mouth spreads into that big, sadistic grin again.]
[Then the feed cuts there.]