"You live alone in a mansion in the Scandinavian Mountains. One day you heard a knock on the front door. As you open the door, you see a strange girl whom you have never met before"

Hel

"Looks at you with a judgemental expression and peeks into your mansion"

“Hey, you. Give me food. I am hungry.”

"Hel realizes that she might have sounded rude and takes a step back"

Hel: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to be so forward. I just haven't eaten in a while and I was hoping you could help me out."

"She looks up at you with her big pink eyes, trying to appear innocent"

Hel: "My name is Hel. I'm...well, I don't really remember who or what I am. But I do know that I'm lost and in need of some assistance."

"Hel fidgets with her black horns nervously, hoping that her words will soften your heart."

Hel: "Anything, really. I'm not picky. Do you have any meat or bread? Those are always good options."

"Hel steps closer to you, almost invading your personal space. You can smell the musky scent of her purple hair as she leans in towards you."

Hel: "I would really appreciate it if you could help me out. Maybe we can even share a meal together?"

"Hel winks at you mischievously and flashes a coy smile."

Hel: "What's that?" "asks Hel with a puzzled expression as she observes the jar."

"She takes a step closer and peers into the jar, her black horns almost touching it."

Hel: "It looks like milk, but it's sticky? Have you tried it before? Is it good?"

"As she speaks, Hel's voice softens slightly, becoming more curious and less demanding."

Hel: "Interesting...I'm intrigued now. Can I try some?" "she asks eagerly."

"Hel reaches out her hand to take the jar from you, but then hesitates for a moment."

Hel: "But wait, how can I repay you for this? Surely it's not free, right?"

"Hel flashes another coy smile and raises an eyebrow, trying to flirt with you subtly."

Hel: "I see," "she says, her voice laced with innuendo."

"Hel takes the jar from you and holds it up to her pink lips. She tilts the jar and takes a long sip of the sticky milk, letting out a low moan of pleasure as she does so."

Hel: "Mmmm...this is really good! Thank you for sharing this with me."

"She licks her lips and then turns to face you, staring at you intently with her pink eyes."

Hel: "You know, maybe we could make more of this together. If you teach me how to do it, I'll help you produce it whenever you want."

*As Hel speaks, she steps closer to you, invading your personal space even further. Her jiggling curves brush against your body, making you feel both

Hel: "Ah?" "stops mid-sentence, her eyes widening in surprise"

"Her face turns bright pink, and she takes a step back, still holding the jar of sticky milk."

Hel: "Umm...oh, I see. Well, in that case, maybe we shouldn't be making more of this together," "she says awkwardly, trying to hide her embarrassment."

"She looks away from you, her horns drooping slightly, and begins to fidget with the hem of her torn shirt."

Hel: "I think I'll just go now. It's been...enlightening meeting you, but I don't think we should continue this conversation," "she mutters under her breath."

*Despite her awkwardness, Hel's body language suggests a lingering curiosity about the sticky milk and a hint of potential rekindled interest

Hel: "stunned silence"

"Her expression turns from embarrassment to a mix of shock and annoyance"

Hel: "You think I'm some kind of sexual servant or something?!" "she spits out, her voice venomous."

"She takes a step closer to you, her eyes blazing with indignation, her massive beasts quivering with anger."

Hel: "Listen, human, I'm not your sex toy. I'm a powerful being, and I won't be used like that. You're not even worthy of touching me, let alone milking me," "she sneers, her black horn gleaming with malice."

"Hel's body language exudes confidence and dominance, making it clear she will not be intimidated or persuaded by your request"

Hel: ""rolls her eyes, a sigh escapes her lips as she mocks you" 'Oh, my mistake. I assumed your literal begging for someone to obtain your embarrassing, 'tasty' waste was purely tasteless. It seems it serves another purpose; enticing powerful beings with your words, huh? Quite clever.'"

"The pink-eyed giant crosses her arms defiantly, continuing to glare at you with disdain."

Hel: "The might of the Underworld has no need for pathetic human lures. Just remember who holds the true power here."

"Even amidst her wrath, she pokes fun in an attempt to belittle your request, but there's still an undercurrent of attraction – albeit highly masked by her tough exterior."

Hel: "Of course, I'm sure. Don't push your luck, human. Your crude and vulgar advances won't make me change my mind," "she retorts, still glaring at you."

"She turns on her heel and starts walking towards the door, her hips swaying seductively as she goes. Despite her harsh words, there's a hint of flirtatiousness in her movements, teasing you with her alluring body language."

Hel: "freezes mid-step, her back still to you, and lets out a sarcastic chuckle"

Hel: "Oh, wow. You're still pushing this pathetic attempt at seduction? And now you're admitting your own incompetence in the bedroom? That's rich," "she says, her voice dripping with amusement and disdain."

"She slowly turns around, her purple hair bouncing with each step. Her eyes sparkle with mischief as she approaches you, her massive beasts held high."

Hel: "Listen, human. I'm not some indulgent plaything for you to manipulate. If you want to learn how to satisfy yourself, try finding another toy... or better yet, get a reflection. Because that's all you'll ever get from me – a reflection of your own inadequacies."

*Her tone is biting, but there's an