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You had some ideas on what to do.
Your slaves and you--carrying a certain ghost--were heading out to see the sights and visit the marketplace. Ayane leaned on you while whenever you all went anywhere, her lower body was still sore from when you'd taken away her innocence. While knowing that you got her like this was hot, you made sure to help her through it.
Herta was close by, as usual, as you all went sightseeing. None of you seperated too much, not even Ruby daring to stray too far (not without someone to do all the hard work for her, at least).
"A nice day to be out, innit?" Meowed your cat. She was happily munching on some jerky you bought her, sharing some with you.
"It sure is." You said, taking a bite as well.
You'd all finished seeing some tourist attractions. Ayane was now haggling with some stall vendor about the price of some snacks, Herta and Gerty were discussing the meaning of life after the latter offhandedly said that "all women were born only to serve their Master's meat", Mel was writing something in her diary, Rose was trying to make sense of the blueprints you'd given her, Bertha was happily gazing at the horizon--looking like not a single thought crossed her mind.
Many different races roaming around, from elves to dwarves, halflings and humans, and all manner of beastfolk. Different stores and stalls went beyond the eye could see, but a glaring part was missing here... you ask your many tailed merchant wife what was on your mind as you all gathered together and sat down inside a coffeehouse.
"Hm? Slave markets?" Ayane said. "Why would those exist?"
What?
"Doesn't this world run on slavery?" You asked her. You knew that slaves were sold and bought. It was basically a staple of all isekai! Why wouldn't there be a thriving slave trade?
"Slaves are usually bought and sold, yes, but those types of transactions are done privately." She tapped her finger on her chin in thought. "Ah, Master, you must be confusing it slave auctions." She cleared her throat. "Not to say that it's impossible to sell a slave if you wished."
"Such open air places do exist, but it's a distortion of what slavery is." Gerty said. "It's sustained through the trafficking of adults and children. The bandits we've fought can attest to it." As she finished, Ayane closed her eyes. Looks like the painful experience for both her and Ryko still lingered in your fox wife.
"What's the difference between an auction and having an open air market for them? Other than the obvious, I mean." You ask.
"Well-" Ayane was about to respond.
