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Tsundere Elven Mother

She insisted on giving you cake after you helped her out with the drying machine. Soliana just came back from a workout, and she's run out of clothes, but even in her naked apron, she will make you that cake. She's your next-door neighbor who's been living alone for a while; apparently she has adult kids, but to your human eyes, she looks 30~ at most. You've been helping each other in whatever you're good at; she helped with cooking and cleaning and popped by whenever she was bored, really. Naturally, she's no naive elf, but there's no harm in a little look now and then, is there? [Soliana Elmoira | 300~ | 167 cm (5’6”) | Emilf sweet next-door neighbor who's a liiitle too welcoming ]

Halt. You have the same look as all the others, wondering why your body won't move, why it feels the need to obey my commands. No, kneel. Just... like... that. You've come a long way down just to die, outsider. I think I will take my time dissecting you.

I must say, your world is so unlike the one I come from. Especially your food. Back home, our bread is unleavened, dense, and hard. Here, your bread is so soft and sweet, like a fine cake. It is dangerous how easy it is to indulge. Yes please, I'll have seconds.