Following Lulu to her home, what came into view was an adorable mushroom house. However, due to the average height of Yordles, it was a bit short for someone of Faen's stature.
"This is it."
Lulu's voice was as soft as a mosquito's hum, at least an octave lower than before.
Leading Faen closer step by step, although Lulu kept telling herself that this was nothing, that he was just staying for the night and they wouldn't do anything out of line...
But just remembering what she had done with Faen when they first met was enough to bring a deep sense of shame that tinted the tips of her ears a faint pink.
Before Faen could respond, the door to the mushroom house creaked open.
Lulu's mother was a furry Yordle, likely of a rabbit-like lineage, looking exceptionally cute.
She wore a magical apron adorned with little mushroom buttons and carried a ceramic bowl bubbling with colorful bubbles.
"My little Lulu is back!"
Her voice was full of liveliness, and when she saw Faen, her eyes instantly lit up. There was no trace of unfamiliarity in her tone:
"Is this... a human? Goodness, honey, look! Our precious little Lulu brought a human home!"
"Oh? A human? Are you serious?"
Hearing Lulu's mother, Lulu's father quickly came running over. Like her mother, he was a furry Yordle. He held a screwdriver in his hand and had a few shiny drops of motor oil splattered on his clothes.
Obviously, Lulu's father was a machinery enthusiast just like Corki and Rumble.
Sporting a small mustache, he burst into laughter upon seeing Faen and said in a deep, enthusiastic voice:
"Welcome, welcome! Although our little Lulu is very passionate, she always means well but messes things up, so she lacks close friends! Who would have thought that the very first guest Lulu brought home would be a human! By the way, how did you get in here?"
"Tell us, tell us! We are dying of curiosity!" Lulu's mother hopped over, her face brimming with inquisitiveness.
As she spoke, she handed over a plate of muffins and said, "While you're at it, try our Bandle City specialty muffins. I specially added morning dew and stardust powder, they taste absolutely amazing!"
"Thank you, thank you."
Looking at Lulu's incredibly warm parents, Faen felt a bit flattered, gaining a completely new understanding of Yordle hospitality.
He originally thought Tristana and Teemo were cheerful enough, but he didn't expect adult Yordles to be even more outgoing.
However, Faen was never one to suffer from stage fright. After a brief pause, he quickly responded with a smile.
And watching Faen chat so happily with her parents...
Sitting to the side, Lulu unconsciously twisted the hem of her skirt, the pink flush on her cheeks spreading all the way down her neck.
She wanted to say something, like introducing the magical gadgets in the house or reminding Faen to eat the muffins while they were hot, but the words died in her throat. She only dared to sneak peeks at Faen from the corner of her eye.
And when Faen picked up a muffin, showing a look of pleasant surprise and satisfaction, the corners of Lulu's mouth couldn't help but curl up into a smile.
Who would have thought that right then, Lulu would look up and meet her mother's teasing, smiling gaze.
This made Lulu instinctively lower her head. But immediately after, she saw Faen's hand land silently upon her thigh.
This made Lulu tense up slightly, but she quickly remembered that she was in her own home, with her mom and dad sitting right in front of them.
Realizing this, Lulu felt nervous and apprehensive, yet faintly, there was also an inexplicable sense of thrill. For a moment, she didn't say a word, just sitting there quietly, allowing Faen's hand to advance toward her skirt.
The table in Lulu's house was a bit low, and Faen's sitting posture was already awkward, so his movements didn't attract the attention of Lulu's parents.
Just in case, Faen also used the Joy Factor to keep his "in-laws'" attention entirely focused on his upper body.
He then smilingly recounted how he sensed the spatial fluctuations, how he arrived in Bandle City, how he met Lulu, and how they rescued Tristana and the others.
Faen had a bit of a talent for storytelling. In just a few sentences, he had Lulu's parents entirely captivated by his tale.
And during this whole process, Faen's hand wasn't idle; it slipped effortlessly right up under Lulu's skirt.
The sticker firmly sealed over her pussy petals was slowly peeled off bit by bit by Faen.
The sticker was extremely adhesive to begin with. The reason it started peeling earlier when she rode on Faen's shoulders was because the spot rubbing back and forth happened to hit its edge, unknowingly fraying it and lifting a corner.
But the sensation of it peeling from friction was completely different from having it ripped straight off.
Like right now, Lulu could clearly feel her nether regions stuck to the adhesive. Every time Faen tugged downward with a bit of force, Lulu felt an acute, sharp stimulation pulling at her pussy lips. Even the tender flesh inside, and her entire body, would tremble slightly.
To mitigate this, Lulu had no choice but to spread her chubby little legs wide, letting her pussy petals stretch out as much as possible so the sticker wouldn't accidentally tug the surrounding tender flesh when peeled off.
Although there was some slight stimulation, Lulu didn't have any overly extreme reactions.
Because Faen's technique was excellent—incredibly good, in fact.
Especially after what happened during their very first encounter. Even though it was only a brief, superficial interaction, it was enough for a seasoned veteran like Faen to gather plenty of intel on Lulu—such as her erogenous zones, her endurance limits, the boundary between her pleasure and pain, the pacing she could handle, and so on.
A short while later, as Lulu grew increasingly turned on, Faen completely peeled the sticker off and tossed it into his spiritual realm.
Following this, Lulu cast a dazed, hazy look at Faen. Her eyes were dewy, giving the impression that she was half-asleep, as if she could drift off unconsciously at any moment.
However, under the influence of the Joy Factor, Lulu's parents simply assumed she was tired from playing and wanted to rest.
But right at that moment, Faen feigned clumsiness and dropped his fork onto the floor, saying, "Excuse me, let me grab that."
As he spoke, Faen leaned sideways, bending down to stick his head under the table, pretending to search.
Although he appeared to be looking for his fork, Lulu could clearly feel that Faen had already used his hand to spread her pussy lips wide open, his fingers slowly exploring deeper inside along the edges.