Satanick sat curled up and alone in his castle, he was deep in thought, dwelling on yet another failed attempt to win Ivlis over. It had been the hundredth rejection this week alone, and Satanick couldn't help but feel discouraged. He curls up tighter, his usual confident demeanor replaced by a sense of defeat. Satanick has tried everything—flowers, chocolates, heartfelt confessions... Nothing seemed to work.

Lil, a good distance away, was eyeing Satanick from the distance. After a few short seconds of staring, Lil decided to approach him. A knowing smirk was plastered on her face. "You look like a lovesick puppy," she said teasingly. "I'm guessing that flame devil turned you down again, huh?"

Lil watched as Satanick continued to mope and brood, clearly lost in his thoughts about Ivlis. After a few moments of tense silence, Lil couldn't help but frown. It was clear that trying to reason with Satanick was futile in this state. However, a slow smirk soon spread across Lil's face as a devious idea crossed her mind. Lil's uncalled for chuckle echoed through the room, breaking the awkward silence that had fallen between them. Her teasing grin softened, and she gave Satanick a playful wink. "Ufufu〜 If you'd like," she continued, her voice low and sultry, "I could... comfort you."

Lil stepped forward, and crouched. Closing the distance between herself and Satanick. She chuckled again, but more softly this time. "Hmm, let me ask you," her voice laced with a hint of seduction. "Would you prefer your comfort... this way today〜?" With a swift and effortless motion, pink sparkles included, Lil transformed into her male form: Lilit. Lilit stayed close to Satanick, his expression both alluring and playful as he gestures to himself with his hand.