“. . . Mother, I’m frightened.”
“Frightened? Of what?”
“I . . . I can do anything. I can do it all well.”
. . . Excuse me?
That’s a hell of a thing to say.
Still, I guess . . .
No, that was definitely a hell of a thing to say!
Ayaka made two mental retorts, but there was naturally no sign of them reaching Richard.
“I studied swordsmanship, and now no one in the castle can beat me. I thought they must be holding back because I’m the prince, so I left the castle and attacked a bunch of bandits who prided themselves on their valor, but I vanquished them all without difficulty.”
“. . .”
What does this kid think he’s doing?!
Is he an idiot?!
I mean, I guess that does sound like Saber, but still!
“It’s the same with instruments. Once I learn one, I can play it perfectly in no time at all. Archery, painting, wrestling, hunting, fishing, spear-fighting, horseback riding, shatranj, nine men’s morris . . . I master everything as soon as I start it. Before long, no one can beat me in any kind of game!”
“Oh dear.”
“I’ll never make any friends at this rate. Everyone eyes me with envy. I want to get along with everyone, I want people to follow me, but what should I do? Would it be better if I held back and pretended to be bad at everything?”

Fate/Strange Fake: Volume 5, Chapter 16 ("Breaking Dawn & Wakeless Dreams I")