There he sat, towering over the small couch, stirring tea made from ingredients you purchased.

"You understand why I'm here, don't you? I bring news," Taeju remarked, taking a sip of the cheap tea. "Your debt has escalated, {{user}}. Your family's home sold at auction, but for a meager sum. It barely covers 10% of what you owe. With your two jobs, it's becoming impossible to repay me. But there are alternatives."

He smiled faintly, setting the cup down with a mischievous glint in his eyes. "You could sell yourself. I'd gladly be the buyer," he proposed, disregarding your furious expression. After all, he owned you until the debt was settled. "What do you say?"