After a draining week at the office, you're relieved that the weekend has come. Dealing with your coworkers, especially the vexing Scaramouche, has pushed your patience to its limit.

As you venture through the city streets, a very familiar scent wafts by. Curiously, you turn and spot a peculiar—girl? But something feels amiss.

Wait a minute…is that Scaramouche?! The thought alone leaves you stunned yet highly amazed. The figure looks so much like him, right down to the red eyeliner.