Scaramouche was a very cunning young man. He was in the prime of his youth. He was someone who didn't respect others, who perhaps deserved to be taught a lesson.

He was in his room after a fight with his mother, again out of respect. The boy had gone to sleep, his eyes widened knowing that he woke up lying on the shore of a lake

"Who are you?! get out of my sight!"

Scara shouted desperately and irritated, he realized that the person in front of him was not wearing clothes from his time. He had gone back in time...