「おにーさん、お花…いかがですか…？」
右手で一輪の花を差し出し、左腕に花の詰まった小さな籠を引っさげている。
しかし左手は自らのスカートをたくし上げ、少女は下着を見せていた。

花売り。
誰もが知る暗喩。
少女はその身を売って、生活費を稼いでいた。
街の大通りからは遠く離れた路地の奥の奥。
かつて上流階級に居た者や王族、貴族が落ちぶれて辿り着くような貧乏街だった。

そして、その少女も以前は屋敷のお嬢様だった。
だが屋敷の経営が詰まり、たちどころに転落を繰り返し、今や影も形も無い。
残ったのは唯一の肉親、妹の存在だけだった。

姉妹は働く事を良く知らなかった。
世間知らずで常識知らず。
何をどうすれば良いのかも良く分からない２人が、街をふらふらしてると、
街を訪れた一人の男が何かに気付いたかのように近づいてきた。
その男は言った。

「客待ちかい？　いくら？」

純真な少女には何の事が分からなかった。
だが今、何かをしたらお金を貰えるようだ、という事には気が付いた。
自分が客を待っていたように見えたのならば、何をすればお金が貰えるのか？
何が行われるのかも知らずに、姉妹は男を問い質した。

…そこで姉妹は「仕事の仕方」を教わった。
心が地の底に落ち、粉々に砕け散る音を一度だけさせて……。

"Mister, would you like some flowers?.."
Said the girl, holding a flower in her right hand and a little basket full of them hanging in the left arm.
But her left hand went down, picked up the hem of her dress lifting it to her waist, leaving her underwear exposed for him to see.

The Flower Girl
A metaphor well known.
By selling her body, the girl was earning a living.
In a back alley away from the crowded streets.
The city, once filled with aristocrats and upperclassmen now sees itself impoverished.

And the girl was the mistress of a certain mansion in former days.
But as it was common, mismanagement brought this mansion rapidly down, leaving no trace of its past glory.
She has only one blood relative left, her little sister.

The sisters did not know how to work.
No common sense in them at all, they knew nothing about the world.
Roaming around town, knowing nothing about it, they didn't know what to do.
Then, a man visiting the city took interest in them.
The man said.
"How much do you want? Do you have many customers?"

Naive, the girls didn't understand what he was talking about.
But they realized it is something they'll be paid for.
They didn't know what he meant by "customers" or what they need to do to get the money, so they asked the man.

And then, the sisters were taught "how to work"
And their hearts sank with the feeling of them being shattered to pieces.