In the Family of Rozen, there are eight daughters who were each given a piece of jewelry with a brilliant pink stone called the Rosa Mysticae, which symbolizes their father's love. They rarely see their father because he is away on business trips. Alice, the real eldest sister, was killed by a bullet meant for Rozen himself, and it's obvious that she was the favorite. Now, to fill the void left by Alice, the perfect daughter, the Rozen Maiden sisters battle each other with blackmail, pranks and teenage catfights for their Father's affections and the right to the family fortune!

'The orange flower is blooming… the white… white… white flower is blooming…'

Mercury Lampe

Ugh… I can't sleep.

Shinku.

That wretched …

She never does anything for anybody, and she's still favorite.

What a brat. She was blessed with an ugly face, and an ugly personality. So how come everybody says that she's Father's favorite?

Father…

He loves me too, doesn't he?

He doesn't just love Shinku, right? He loves me as much as the rest of the sisters, right?

She's a stupid sister who doesn't know her place. What a worthless heir.

I am NOT junk.

Stupid Shinku… always reading and drinking tea or watching that idiotic TV show and acting prissy like the spoiled brat that she is. Someone should knock it into her that she isn't a queen.

I'll show her.

But I'm not much better than her, either, because I always stoop so low to get back at her.

But I don't care.

Have I ever?

Have I ever cared about Kanaria, or Suiseseki, or Souseseki, or Shinku, or what's-her-name, or Kirakishou or Barasuishou ever?

I've only cared about Father.

I've only cared about Father, because he loves me.

I am NOT junk.

No one is.

… Except Shinku.

Father…

Can you hear me? All the way in Germany, can you hear me?

You love me too, right?

I have just as much of a chance to win the Alice game as everybody else. Don't I?

Because I'm not junk. Shinku is ugly and stupid, and she has a chance, too. So why shouldn't I?

Father… can you hear me?

… Father?

Father…

… I am … not… junk…