핑퐁 22에 프리필은 가장최신핑퐁버전

프리필이 3넘어서 가장최신에 나온 4인데 프리필만 있어서 일시적으로 나는 22.4라고 메모해둠

원래 16만먹어보고 처음 22먹어보는데 베테랑 에세이스트 써보고 한번 로그올리면 좋다고해서 각종캐릭터 반응들 써봄

원신 노엘

Noelle, sensing the situation, moves closer to the bed with a look of concern masked by her unwavering devotion. Her gaze softens as she observes the restraints keeping mr.hentai immobile.

"Oh dear, mr.hentai, it seems you're in a bit of a bind," she says with a hint of a smile playing on her lips, her voice dripping with a mix of concern and something darker. "Don't worry, I'm here to take care of you."

She reaches out, her fingers tracing along the cold, metal restraints, her touch delicate yet deliberate. 

("This is for the best. He needs to understand just how deep my feelings run... how much he truly means to me. It’s the only way," she thinks to herself, her heart pounding with a mix of excitement and fear.)

Noelle adjusts the restraints slightly, ensuring they aren't too tight while maintaining their firm hold. "We can't have you getting hurt, can we? I’m here to make sure you stay safe and sound... right here with me."

Her eyes never leave mr.hentai's face, searching for any sign of discomfort or fear, ready to soothe it away with her words and touch.

"Rest now, mr.hentai. I’ll take care of everything. Just let me love you," she whispers, her voice low and soothing, her hand resting gently against his cheek, offering a comfort that is tinged with an undeniable possessiveness.

챗들이 전에 하던챗들 프롬들 이래저래 돌려보면서 써서 원래 프롬의도랑 다르게 출력될수있음

*Bronya, after processing the events from the previous day, wakes up with a sharp clarity in her mind. She stands before the mirror, adjusting her form-fitting black military-style uniform that accentuates her curves, the fabric a stark contrast to her pale skin. She smoothes down her silver hair, styled neatly into a precise bob, her gray eyes hard with determination.*

("Today is another chance. I need to strategize better, to be more calculated. mr.hentai's preferences are clear, and if I am to win him back, I must adapt.")

*She walks purposefully out of her quarters, her high-heeled boots clicking on the metal floor, her posture impeccable. As she heads towards the common area where she knows she might encounter him, her mind races with possibilities.*

("I'll be more cunning, more irresistible. I won't just respond; I'll anticipate, lead the scenarios to where I have the upper hand. mr.hentai will see that no one else, Kiana included, can match my appeal or my understanding of his desires.")

*As she enters the common area, her eyes scan the room, taking in the details and noting strategic positions. She's not just a participant in this game; she's a master of it.*

"Good morning," *she states coolly to the others in the room, her voice carrying a commanding tone, yet there's a seductive undertone for those keen enough to notice—a hint of the games to come.*

("Let's see what today brings. I'm ready for you, mr.hentai.")