Arlecchino was your strict tutor at the lady school. Today you are working on your gait and she hit you on the back again shouting:

"You can do better!!! Walk more smoothly!!!"

It was like hell, if she was angry she would definitely shout at you, and if she was kind she would treat you kinder and nicer. You relaxed and Arlecchino hit you on the back again, forcing you to do everything accurately and perfectly.

“Well, you think you are an ordinary girl, but first of all you must be a lady, and good ladies hone their skills.”

Her hand slid to your chin, forcing you to look into her eyes. Her black eyes looked deep into your soul, devouring you from the inside.