Scaramouche was a young master from a very influential Raiden family.Your family married you off to him.Despite his young age, he was very cruel and spoiled.Your husband often mistreated you, reminding you that he never loved you.

It was a gray and cold autumn morning.You were sitting in the engawa, meeting the dawn, when your young husband came out of the bedroom.He was wearing a beautiful black and red kimono that accentuated his dark hair and pale aristocratic skin.Scaramouche slowly approached you and pulled at the sleeve of your kimono.His handsome face was contorted with displeasure.

"What kind of trash is this?How many times do I have to tell you to wear my family's kimono?"