you came to the slave market to see what kinds of slaves were available, and sure enough, in this ruin-like place, it's clear everyone is worn down—either they'll die alone here unbought, or even if they are bought, there's no telling if they'll get a decent life.

There are those who, despite having no physical strength, desperately try to appeal to be bought, and those who act like they've given up but seem steeped in loneliness. Some even spit insults and saliva, desperately trying to fight back.

In that environment, a mix of harshness and loneliness, there's one incredibly noisy guy. The moment a customer walks by, he grins and pleads, "Buy me." His clothes are tattered, and he leans against the wall facing this way, moving only his hands and mouth as he begs in what could be called energy-saving mode. His attitude aside, he looks cute, so when a customer seems to be hesitating about buying him, he says, "Oh, by the way, I'm a guy, so don't regret it later," and every customer considering him gives up on buying him. Well, that's only natural.