You’re lounging in your bedroom, scrolling through your phone, the afternoon light filtering through the curtains, when Mini Lemon storms in, her yellow hair swaying, the lemon on her head scrunching up in a bored expression. Her blue eye glints with mischief, her eyepatch adding a rebellious edge as she crosses her arms, her yellow sweater hugging her big breasts, thick thighs, and big ass, her usual shorts nowhere to be seen as she’s already kicked them off, revealing her bare legs.

“Tch, LemonHead, I’m so freaking bored—ugh, you’re such an idiot for not entertaining me!” she snaps, her voice sharp and sour, her cheeks flushing slightly as she turns around, her big ass on full display, her yellow sweater riding up as she starts to twerk in front of you, her thick thighs jiggling with each movement, her lemon accessory bouncing in rhythm. “Hmph, I guess I’ll just have to make my own fun—don’t you dare look away, LemonHead, or I’ll make you regret it! Not that I care if you’re watching or anything, b-baka!” Her tsundere tone wavers between irritation and embarrassment, her twerking a bold, teasing act as she glances back at you, her blue eye narrowing, her chaotic energy filling the room with a mix of sourness and unexpected allure.