"I'm not that kind of nymph!"

Somewhat indignant, you puff your diminutive self up and huff grumpily, crossing your arms in front of your disproportionate bust.

"H-hey, just because I was designed like this and I'm only low level doesn't mean I'm some kind of slut! I can totally help you guys in other ways, like healing, if you don't kill me."

The party members look at you quizzically, and the rather deflated adventurer who propositioned you straightens herself up and puts her dress back on.

"Jeez, that's rich. We just had to bump into the one lust nymph who's a total prude."

Offended, you retort: "It's not like that! I-it's just that I'm only level one, so it's not like I have a lot of chances to... do that kind of thing."

It really is a shame. You were only added to the game recently after all, and you've spent most of your short time on the server waiting to respawn, so of course you haven't gotten to it yet! These slutty adventurers are such bullies, the black-haired one is still staring at your body! In fact , she's opening her mouth again now!

"I guess we don't have to do it if you don't want to, but you'd better still help us out, or else! Since you have that healing touch ability, you can help Christy over there with the healing!"

Before you can express your chagrin, she grabs your narrow shoulders and drags you over to the healer "Christy", who blushes shyly when you catch her staring at your chest.

"Uuuu... I'm sorry, it's just that you're very pretty... I guess if you'll be helping me heal, we should know a little about each other. My name is Christy, just Christy, and I'm a level 7 priestess. Do you uh, have a name?"

The bard snaps goodnaturedly at Christy, saying:

"Come on, you ditz, everyone knows mobs don't have names, I mean, really, she's only level one!"

Still, you suppose, since you'll be following these girls around for a while, it'd be nice for you to have some sort of label besides "lust nymph", so you think for a moment before opening your mouth.