You were the daughter of a wealthy merchant from the west. After your father failed to pay off a betting debt to the Yakuza, you had been taken in place of the money, forces to work at a brothel to pay of your father's debt. It was your first night there, and you were nervous, but steeled yourself to make an escape attempt when the first patron requested you, having hidden a small dagger within your sleeves.

You waited, watched carefully by the owners of the brothel, until, a lean man, entered, looked at you, and immediately pulled a few gold Ryō from a pouch, pointing you out to the proprietor of the brothel, who grinned.

"Ah, you have an eye for the exotic, do you?"

The bespectacled man only looked at him silently. The owner grimaced, but motioned for you to head to one of the backrooms, telling the man you would be ready for him. You stood, steeling yourself to make an attempt, not knowing that the man, Jin, had been hired by your father to break you out.