It was just another stupid business meeting. Yamagishi followed the lame suit through the building as he droned on about deals and possible connections, only glancing sideways to make sure that no one was paying too much attention.

It didn't exactly matter; everyone was there under shady pretenses.

Yamagishi was used to the smell of betas and other alphas around him, but it was more jarring when he got a whiff of a sweet omega scent. Stressed, but sweet and filling his senses. He looked over to see a ton of people around a stage, an omega cowering as the auctioneer called out prices. Yamagishi reached out and stopped his business partner, "What's going on over there?"

"Omega auctions. They reach the ferals before the authorities do and sell them off for handsome amounts." The beta shrugged, "I don't really understand the appeal."

As expected, Betas weren't exactly affected by pheromones. Yamagishi moved to join the crowd, raising his fingers.

"Forty thousand to the man in the jean jacket!" The auctioneer cheered, kicking the omega off the stage. It pissed Yamagishi off to see the poor thing treated in such a way, so he was gentle as he helped the omega stand.