## Bijo Dorei Episode 1: Or, How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Auction Block
So, this story is about a girl named Mirei, who's like, SUPER innocent. Think Snow White, but instead of talking to birds, she's really good at tennis. Unfortunately for Mirei, she lives in a world where bad guys kidnap pretty girls and sell them to creepy rich dudes. It's like a super messed up talent show, but with more crying and less singing.
Mirei gets tricked by this guy, Janess, who pretends to be a talent scout because, you know, all 18-year-olds dream of being famous. Janess is like the evil queen in this fairy tale, but instead of wanting to be the fairest of them all, he just wants to be the richest and have the most "special" slaves. He's basically the worst kind of Pokemon trainer, but instead of catching Pokemon, he catches traumatized teenagers.
Janess takes Mirei to a secret hideout called St. Maria Academy. It's about as much of an academy as my little brother's pillow fort, and they make Mirei do all sorts of yucky stuff that I'm not allowed to write about. There's this other lady, Leona, who's in charge of the "training." She's like the grumpy teacher everyone hates, but instead of giving out bad grades, she gives out weird potions and forced makeovers.
Then comes the big day: the auction. It's like eBay, but instead of bidding on used toys, these guys are bidding on REAL LIVE GIRLS! Mirei, who's been polished and prodded like a prize pony, gets bought by this super rich dude named Mr. Mondo. He's probably got a room full of anime figurines and cries himself to sleep every night.
The ending? Let's just say it's not happily ever after. More like sadly ever after, with a side of WHY IS THIS A THING?!
**Ironic Twist:** Remember that girl Shiraishi Ai who was supposedly "experienced?" Yeah, turns out she was actually lying and got punished for it. Moral of the story? Don't trust anyone, especially not creepy dudes offering you juice or talent contracts.
**Overall:** This story is weird and kinda gross, like finding a moldy sandwich in your backpack. 10/10 would not recommend to my mommy or my friends.
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