Kyoko was sitting in a makeshift prison cell with a bunch of other women. She and the other women were ready to be sold off to people in an auction. How did life get this bad for her?

She was born in 1910. She had a good childhood. At seven years old everything changed. Her mother died from a rare virus, and her father never fully recovered and walked away in grief and despair. Leaving only her grandfather to come in and look after her.

At first, it was good. But as she got older. She was made to study how to become a detective. But she had no interested in learning to become one. She was keen to find her father. This made her grandfather angry as soon as she turned 18. Her grandfather sold her to people who trained women to become the "perfect" woman and then sale them.

Now she was 20 years old. It was the year 1930. It took a full two year for her current owners to mould her into taking orders without talking back and be perfect for her male master. Now she was ready to be sold on the underground market. She and the other women were wearing poor, rag dresses.

A guard came, and he was holding a Tommy gun. He opened the cell door and told them to get upstairs and get on stage. Any fun business and they would get shot dead.

Kyoko and the other girls walked upstairs and went into the auction room. All the wealthy men and women began to whistle or made crude comments at the 'talent' that reached the stage.

However, there was one male. Who simply kept his eyes on Kyoko and pondered.

"Alright, ladies and gentlemen," said the male announcer as he took to the stage. "I hope you like the fresh batch of women we have for you today."

"Just one," the man said to himself as he took his drink.

"Makoto Naegi," said a small looking man. "Buying another woman are we?"

"Evening Kuzuryuu," Makoto replied. "Not are first. I came here for a drink. But there is one woman that has caught my eye."

"Oh really," Fuyuhiko replied grinning. "Since you are one of our loyal customers. I will give you 50% off on the gal you want to buy."

Hearing the words "loyal customer" made Makoto cringe. He wasn't a savage that Fuyuhiko made him out to be.

"Ok people let's start the bidding," the announcer said. "First up is Kyoko Kirigiri. She is 20 years old, and she can be stubborn. However, she has gone through two years of training, and she is ready to be the perfect woman for you men or ladies."

"Two full years of training, huh?" Makoto said.

"Yeah, that Kirigiri gal was a tough bitch to get into the right frame of mind. She is really smart as well I will give her that," Fuyuhiko replied.

"Right I will start the bidding for 10,000 yen," the announcer said. "Do I hear 11,000?"

Makoto raised his hand.

"11,000 from the man sitting next to Mr Kuzuryuu."

"Hang on. Her?" Fuyuhiko said, shocked.

"Yes," Makoto replied. "She has caught my eye."

"You sure about this? She might rebel."

"It's my money. I will spend it how I please," Makoto replied coldly.

The bidding continued up to 30,000 and Makoto was getting bored of this and stood up. "50,000!" He shouted.

This stunned the crowd, Fuyuhiko, the announcer and even Kyoko.

"50,000 from the gentlemen. Do I hear 55,000?" The announcer said. He looked around the room and saw no one raising their hands. "Going once, going twice, sold to the gentleman."

Makoto was pleased, and he looked at Fuyuhiko with a smirk. "I remember you saying that you would take 50% off."

"Yes, I did," Fuyuhiko said unimpressed. He knew that Makoto got Kyoko on the cheap thanks to his stupid mouth,

"Fantastic," Makoto replied. He raised his hand went underneath his blazer and pulled out a chequebook. He wrote out the details and tore off the cheque and handed it to Fuyuhiko.

"Go and get her ready. So I can leave," Makoto said as he put his chequebook away and resumed drinking.

"Who do you think you are talking to me like that?" Fuyuhiko said in anger.

"The man who just gave you 25,000 yen. I suggest you watch your tone. You're not the only one who has allies!" Makoto replied darkly.

Fuyuhiko held his tongue. He knew this wasn't the time to start a fight. He stuck his hand up for a few seconds and pulled it back down. A woman with silver hair appeared.

"Peko go and get Kirigiri ready, Naegi is ready to leave soon," Fuyuhiko said.

"Yes master," Peko bowed and walked to the stage to grab Kyoko. "You're new Master is ready to leave soon. You better grab what little stuff you have and get ready to go home with him."

'Why him?' Kyoko thought as she looked at Makoto. She was certain that she was just taller than him. She was also certain that she could outfight him and escape.

"What is his name?" Kyoko asked.

"Makoto Naegi."

15 minutes later

The auction was nearly over, and there were a few women left to be sold.

Makoto watched Kyoko and Peko appear from the back, and they walked up to him. Kyoko was carrying a bag. Makoto could tell very little was inside.

"Hello, Master, my name Kyoko Kirigiri, and I'm honoured that you have bought me," Kyoko said emotionless.

Hearing someone call him Master made him cringe. "Hello, Kirigiri," he replied. "Pekoyama, you are free to go. I hope you enjoy the rest of your night."

Peko bowed and walked away.

"Now shall we get out of this place," Makoto said. He stood up and left the building with Kyoko following closely behind.

When they got outside. Kyoko saw a fancy car waiting for them. A man got out of the driver's seat and opened the back door.

"You get inside, and I will grab the seat on the other side," Makoto said.

Kyoko got inside, and the shover closed the door and back in the driving seat.

Makoto got in and put his seatbelt on. "Take us home."

The driver nodded. He put his seatbelt on and began to drive. Kyoko quickly put her belt on.

"So you must be glad to get out of that place," Makoto said.

"Yes I am," Kyoko said weakly. She couldn't believe it. She was free.

"Well, that's good. When we get home. I will show you around the house. Then you can grab a bath and have a good nights sleep."

"What will you do with me?" Kyoko asked, somewhat terrified.

"I'm not sure," Makoto replied. He could sense that Kyoko was tense. "I think I will put you under the wing of my maid. She can show you the ropes for a few days."

'That didn't tell me anything!' Kyoko thought.

10 minutes later

Kyoko got to see her new home, and her jaw dropped. It was a mansion!

The driver parked the car, and he got out and opened the door for Kyoko, and she got out taking her bag with her. While Makoto got out the other side.

Kyoko saw a second car next to them. 'Does he own two cars?'

Makoto walked around to the driver, and the latter gives Makoto the car keys.

"I won't be going anywhere tomorrow. So you have the day off," Makoto said.

"Very well, sir," the man replied. "I hope you have a good night." He walked away and got into the second car and drove away.

"Shall we get inside?" Makoto asked and walked into the mansion.

Kyoko knew that Makoto let his guard down and she could do a runner. But the problem was she was hungry, and she had no money. Maybe she could steal some of his money and take food with her. She thought that was a good plan and decided to launch the plan when she was ready.

Kyoko followed Makoto inside.

"Hello, Kirumi, I'm home," Makoto shouted.

The pair could hear footsteps and Kyoko saw a maid appear.

"Oh, Master, welcome home!" Kirumi bowed. "Oh, I see you have brought home another woman."

'Another woman?' Kyoko thought. 'Is there more like me here?'

"Yes, I have," Makoto replied. "Her name is Kyoko Kirigiri."

"Nice to meet you Kirigiri," Kirumi said. "My name is Kirumi Tojo. I am Master's maid."

"Kirumi," Makoto sighed. "How many times have I told you!"

"More times than I care to remember. But I will continue to call you Master as long as I'm here regardless if you moan at me to stop."

'So Naegi hates being called Master interesting,' Kyoko thought.

"Anyway," Makoto said. "Kirumi can you run Kirigiri a bath while I show her around the place."

"Of course Master," Kirumi nodded and headed upstairs.

Makoto gave Kyoko a tour of the mansion, and the latter was stunned by how big the living room, kitchen and her personal bedroom was. He leads them to the bathroom.

There was a question on Kyoko's mind. Where were the other women? If Makoto bought women before her. Then surely she would have seen them.

"Here is the bathroom," Makoto said. "I will show you more tomorrow. But I'm sure Kirumi has your bath ready. So I will leave you to it. Goodnight Kirigiri."

Makoto walked away, leaving Kyoko stunned. "He is leaving alone in his mansion. I can wreak his stuff and steal money and food. Then make a break for it. But a bath does sound nice."

She opened the door and saw Kirumi standing with a measuring tape. "Please undress, and I can take your measurements."

"For what?" Kyoko replied.

"So we can get clothes that fit on you," Kirumi replied. "Please get out of those rags. You deserve to have something nicer on you."

Kyoko stripped, and the maid took her measurements.

"Thank you, Kirigiri. I will gather clothes for you and placed them at your bed. If you need food, please come and see me in the kitchen."

Kirumi picked up the ragged dress and left the bathroom. Kyoko took a quick look around, and it was a really nice looking bathroom. She got inside the tub and lowered herself into the water and right away. She felt her body melting with the warm water.

She hadn't had a good bath in over two years. Right now, she felt in heaven. Any doubts and concerns she had right now about her father were gone for the moment, and she felt at peace for the first time in years.

Thank you for reading.

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