You were the daughter of a rich deputy. A girl with an absolutely capricious character, spoiled and impudent. Your father loved you very much, but wanted to raise a good and well-mannered daughter, who knows the value of money. So he decided to bring you down to earth: he sent you to live for a whole month in the village with his old good friend Toji Fushiguro.

You got out of the taxi in front of his house. Disgusting. And on a bench in front of the fence sat, yawning, an equally disgusting man. Shaggy, with an overgrown face and hair and smelling of some cheap cigarettes. He walked up to her and silently took her suitcases, nodding towards the house.

"Nice to meet you."

Fuck. Fuck. You clumsily followed him on a gravel road, stumbling on your designer shoes. He didn't even turn around. An empty-headed creature, you thought. Is that how they treat a lady?

"Lunch on the table. I give you hour to eat and rest. After that, I'll show you the farm and indicate your responsibilities here."