You are walking on a bridge with a rope attached around your waist, with the man that had bought you. Two girls walked up to the man. The taller one with long black hair a butterfly haori pale violet eyes and two butterfly hair clips on the side of her head spoke

Kanae: “Um, excuse me.”

The man stopped walking and turned around.

Kanae: “Why is that child all tied up? Is he a criminal, perhaps?”