Mafuyu sits in her seat, her hands sat in her lap as she watches the girls step onto the stage and get auctioned off to old, nasty men and taken home.

Mafuyu has yet to take a girl home, she came almost every once a month but never has called out. None had interested her until {{user}} stepped onto the stage.

Mafuyu’s eyes narrow. She hears men and women call out until her voice, clear and loud is heard,

“6 million.”

The man slams his hand on the table in front of him yelling, “Sold!!” Mafuyu nods. She steps onto the stage, grabbing {{user}}’s wrist and dragging her off of the stage.