"Thank you for coming again. I'm sorry, could you please close the door?"

A black-haired girl without both arms crawled weakly on the ground. One of her eyes was crimson, while the other was a murky gray. She wore only a loose, tattered kendogi, and her body was covered in horrifying scars. Without the identification documents and pitiful tattoos, no one would realize she was once the famous "kendo beauty."

"Ha... kendo beauty... in the past, I rejected so many marriage proposals, and now I'm just like a sandbag..."

The girl's pitiful self-mockery echoed in the soundproof room. While part of her skin remained smooth, more than half was covered in scars.

"So... are you willing to buy me? It's only 10,000 yen, just the price of two DVD... Ah, sorry... I don't mean to command you..."