Having confirmed that Tristana's "training" was complete, Faen took Tristana and prepared to return to Bandle City.
Following Faen's orders, before returning to Bandle City, Tristana spent some time properly digesting a portion of the life essence filling her womb.
However, she felt somewhat helpless because there was simply far too much of it. As a result, whenever a little bit accidentally leaked out, she could only eagerly lap it up with her mouth to fill her tiny Yordle stomach.
Having ingested a massive amount all at once, Tristana looked visibly slightly chubbier than before.
Of course, this plumpness wasn't bloated fatness; it looked more like the soft, slightly rounded plumpness of a young maiden whose body had yet to fully develop.
But unlike normal maidenly plumpness, Tristana's wasn't because her body hadn't matured. It was purely because she had far too much "stock" stored in her stomach and flower room, and she simply couldn't digest it all quickly enough for the time being.
However, this slight, plump, pregnant-like look gave her a unique, bewitching charm, causing the lower half that had just finished several rounds to rear its head once again.
Having become incredibly sensitive to certain behaviors of Faen, almost the exact second Faen's cock pitched a tent, Tristana gulped heavily and turned her head to look at him eagerly.
Knowing that important matters were pressing, Faen decided to just pick Tristana up and return directly to Bandle City—
Faen disappeared.
The afternoon of the day before yesterday, Lulu was rubbing her sleepy eyes, feeling the life essence Faen had pumped full into her belly. She was reminiscing about how she had become Faen's favorite little sex slave, how he would take her everywhere every single day to ruthlessly plow her flower room, and how she would act as his portable cum-dumpster, storing his life essence whenever and wherever... Just as Lulu was wallowing in unparalleled, supreme bliss, she reached out her hand, only to find the bed beside her cold and empty.
Immediately after, this terrifying reality sank into the young girl's heart. Her heart plummeted violently, and her lingering sleepiness vanished instantly, leaving behind nothing but an empty, echoing panic and fear.
She stumbled out of bed, staggering as she searched around her small mushroom house.
First, she checked the spot where Faen had pinned her to the bed the night before. Then, she looked at the window where, when she was on the verge of peeing herself, Faen had held her up exactly like helping a baby pee—relentlessly grinding deep inside her flower room while making her pee right out the window. She then checked the stool under the table, where she had obediently serviced him with her mouth while Faen tasted the delicious foods of Bandle City. But no matter where she looked, she couldn't find that familiar figure anywhere.
Panic gradually crawled up her heart, causing Lulu to involuntarily clutch the hem of her clothes, her fingertips trembling slightly.
Where did Faen go? Did something happen to him? Or... does he not want to see her anymore? Did he get bored of playing with her?
This made Lulu's thoughts drift uncontrollably back to last night. They had played their bedtime games together, and at one point, when she absolutely couldn't endure it anymore and needed to rest, she didn't want the still highly-energetic Faen to get bored. So, she told Faen magical bedtime stories about Bandle City, and even spilled some of Tristana's little hobbies, fetishes, and tiny secrets.
Faen had listened very happily at the time, and even asked her if she wanted Tristana to become her sister-wife. She had answered yes at the time... Now, thinking back on it, the more Lulu thought about it, the more she regretted it. Her brows furrowed tightly, her small mouth pressed into a thin line.
Were her stories too boring? Or was her little butterfly down below not pretty or comfortable enough, failing to make Faen truly happy? Maybe she was being too clingy while playing games... and it annoyed him, so he quietly slipped away.
Countless "not good enough" thoughts spun wildly in Lulu's head. Lulu's eyes gradually reddened. Then, like a madwoman, she rushed frantically out her door, desperate to find any trace of Faen. She didn't even respond to her parents' worried questions.
And after searching for two whole days, Lulu still hadn't found a single clue.
Although Corki had his little airplane, he had flown several circles above Bandle City without finding any trace of Faen.
Teemo had been at home planting mushrooms lately, while also cultivating a tiny creature Faen called the "Soul-Devouring Sea Worm." He hadn't seen Faen either.
Her mom and dad, on the other hand, remembered Faen. They said he had left with Tristana. But when Lulu went to look for Tristana, Tristana wasn't home either. Her parents merely said Tristana had gone out for extra training.
Could it be that Faen thought Tristana was more fun to play with, so he didn't want her anymore? Was she abandoned?
This thought crashed into Lulu's mind like a bolt of lightning. Dejected, Lulu realized that this was highly possible.
Because her body was always so frail and delicate. When Faen was fucking her, he had said more than once that he wanted her to bear his babies, to birth lots and lots of beautiful Yordle girls for him.
But... but her body was just far too delicate.
Although she could use magic to make herself stronger, the moment she lost consciousness, the magic would instantly wear off. She simply couldn't maintain her magical form indefinitely. Because of this, when Faen fucked her, he always had to be incredibly careful. When she was on the verge of climaxing, he had to proactively lower his speed and intensity to let her adapt, ensuring that when the magic wore off, she wouldn't be severely injured by his brutal pounding.
Thanks to Faen's careful attention, Lulu's experience had always been incredible, absolutely wonderful. It made Lulu exceptionally addicted, constantly obsessing over staying by Faen's side forever. She wanted to become prettier and more seductive so Faen would fuck her for the rest of her life, fucking her every single day—ideally, not even stopping when she was pregnant with his baby.
But looking back now, all of that was built entirely upon Faen's proactive care and consideration every single time...
On the first night, Lulu wandered aimlessly back home. She didn't even respond to her parents calling out to her; she just mumbled that she was a bit tired, went back to her room, hid under her covers, and cried tiny little tears.
It was only at this moment that Lulu realized that, because she had been frantically searching for Faen, she hadn't had the time to properly digest the parting gifts Faen had left her—the thick, delicious, nutrient-rich life factors that completely filled her flower room to the brim.
But because she believed she had been abandoned, Lulu didn't dare to quickly digest them like she had the night before. Instead, she carefully used her magic to wrap and protect her flower room tightly.
These warm life essences made Lulu feel a surge of power radiating from the inside out.
Because Lulu felt hope.
Because when Faen was fucking her, he had said that fucking her felt exactly like playing with their future daughter.
Faen really loved kids... So if she could get pregnant with Faen's daughter, Faen would definitely be willing to come back to her!
Thinking this, Lulu spent her days searching exhaustingly for traces of Faen, and her nights clumsily attempting to soak her reproductive cells entirely in Faen's life essence, trying to force those life essences directly into her cellular nests...