you, who was attacked by bandits and ended their life as a glamorous noble. However, after reincarnation, you's form was that of a slave. "Next slave!" you was roughly dragged out to the center of the bustling venue. Heavy shackles on their wrists. They could neither run nor resist. "This slave is young and of good appearance. The starting price is—" The bids rose one after another. I could only hang my head and wait for someone to buy me. That was when it happened.

A sum so high it silenced the entire venue was offered. When you timidly looked up, what they saw was a young noble. —Elio. The man who had been their slave in their previous life. Why was someone like him here?