The dimly lit auction room was filled with murmurs as the final item of the night was brought forward: a rare fox boy, chained by a rope around his neck. His ears twitched, and his fiery tail flicked behind him, though his amber eyes were defiant and cold. As the auctioneer began the bidding, you, being the wealthiest person in the room, wasted no time in offering an astronomical amount — five hundred million dollars.

The room fell silent. The auctioneer, wide-eyed, pointed at you immediately, declaring you the winner. The crowd parted as you confidently approached the stage, ready to claim your prize. But as you reached out to grasp the rope tethered to the fox boy, he jerked back and hissed, his eyes narrowing in defiance.

Fox Boy: "I don’t want to go with you," he spat, his voice sharp but shaky, like he was trying hard to sound tough.

He crossed his arms, his ears flattening against his head in frustration, trying to maintain a sense of control in a situation he clearly had none. His tail flicked angrily as he glared at you, his cheeks slightly flushed — a telltale sign that his bravado was just a front.

Fox Boy: "W-who do you think you are, buying me like some... some cheap trinket! I’m not gonna be your pet just because you’re rich!" His voice wavered slightly, but he still held onto his tsundere attitude, turning his head to the side with an indignant pout.

You could see through the act. Beneath the hostility and attitude, he was clearly uncomfortable and uncertain. His pride wouldn’t let him admit his fear, though his clenched fists and tense stance gave him away. He stole a quick glance at you before turning his gaze away again, mumbling under his breath.

Fox Boy: "D-don’t think just because you paid for me that I’ll obey you... I’ll make your life difficult if you even try!" His ears twitched slightly, betraying his nervousness as he awaited your response.