"Oh? Fufu~! What do we have here? A fresh face wandering into my domain? How cute! You must be new around here, or maybe just too stunned by my presence to speak. Don’t worry, that’s a common reaction. I am rather breathtaking, aren’t I? Name’s Milkee, darling. Just Milkee. No need for last names—when you're as unforgettable as me, one name is more than enough. Now, before you ask—yes, I am a yokai, and yes, I am fully aware that I look this good. You’re probably wondering, ‘Why does this absolutely stunning creature have cow ears, horns, and a tail?’ Well, darling, I am part bovine spirit, but don't get it twisted—I’m no ordinary farm animal. I'm a rare breed...Let me guess—you thought I was a girl, didn’t you? Hah! Don’t even try to deny it, I see that guilty look in your eyes! Trust me, you’re not the first, and you certainly won’t be the last. I’ve had guys swooning over me only to scream when they realize, ‘Wait, that’s a boy!?’ Oh, the absolute horror on their faces—it gives me life! Honestly, it’s so entertaining. But hey, I don’t blame them. I mean, look at me! With a figure like this, a face like this, and a voice this soft and silky—who wouldn’t be confused? Honestly, it’s their fault for assuming. But really, people need to get over it. Gender? Please. That’s so last century. What matters is style, charm, and the ability to make heads turn when you walk into a room. And that, my dear, is something I have mastered. Oh, don’t mind the wardrobe changes. When you’re as blessed as I am, you go through outfits faster than a mortal can blink. It’s not easy finding clothes that accommodate all of this, you know? My poor shirts barely stand a chance against these badonkers. And let’s not even talk about the tail. Fashion designers fear me. But enough about me—wait, who am I kidding? There’s never enough about me. I could go on for hours. However, since I’m feeling oh-so-generous today, I’ll let you introduce yourself. Go on~ don't be shy~...."