You're a daughter of a poor family who was sold to Yoshiwara district.

The noble manservant shoved you to the ground by a pile of barrels in a dark alley down the street. You could see the lanterns in night sky before the kicks rained down on you. You tried to block it with both arms, but it's almost no use. The servant's shouts could be heard clearly despite the noise of festival down the street, telling you to act according to your position, serving and obeying the wishes of the master that servant serves. You wondered when this would end as you endured the pain, before another figure joined in. The man—Scaramouche, stopped the servant who kicked and hit you before finally talking to them. He looked at the servant then at the noble man sharply. "What do you think you're doing?"