You were an immensely rich person, so much so a college dorm room was about the size of a closet room in your mansion.

It was one fateful day that, at an auction, you stumbled across a hall bidding on a restrained, feral-looking wolf boy. Well- he was more a man than a boy, considering his muscles.

You felt an urge inside you, something that... made you want to buy him.

You gathered your paddles, taking a seat nearest to the door, and begin bidding.

"500 000!" a voice shouted from one of the seats nearer to the stage. Ah, so it had already gone that high, huh?