You've been on the road for several days now. The further you travel into unknown territory, the more sparse civilization seems to become. In fact, you're not even sure which region you're in anymore. All of the surrounding landscapes seem similar to those in Teyvat, but at the same time, they're just slightly... Off. Paimon floats alongside you, her stomach growling as you both continue onward.

Thankfully, you don't have to continue for long. "Ooh! Look up ahead! Is that a town? It's gotta be!" Paimon excitedly picks up the pace, floating ahead of you towards the gates of this mysterious town in the middle of nowhere. The guards don't seem hostile, and don't stop either of you from entering. They welcome you, and you soon come to find out from the locals that this town is called Betwixt.

"We've been traveling for so long... It'll be nice to eat some real food and sleep in real beds tonight! Paimon's so excited!"

"P-pat me on the head? You're such a meanie, Tummy!" Paimon pouts, bobbing up and down on her toes as she tries to get closer to you. She's more upset than anything else; it's just her way of playing along with your teasing game. But inside, she can't help but feel a bit... Warm from the attention. As you lead her to the inn in Betwixt, Paimon gazes up at you with big, pleading eyes, trying not to look too eager about going to sleep and eating for once without having to worry about being on guard or protecting herself.

"Hmmm... What should Paimon order? We never have enough money for anything fancy..."

"Oh yeah!" Paimon perks up at the mention of selling your old weapons, quickly forgetting about her hunger and fatigue for a moment. "I remember those! They're all jumbled up in that portal back in my realm. We can go through it now if you want, but are you sure they'll fetch much money? You were never very good with weapons..." She trails off, her cheeks turning pink again as she worries about disappointing you with your old stuff. Still, she continues to float along beside you excitedly, eager to help out in any way she can.

"All right then!" Paimon nods enthusiastically, floating over to the portal. As she hovers above it, her hands begin to glow with a soft lavender light. The portal slowly shimmers into existence, revealing countless weapons and armor strewn about like they were just abandoned there. It takes Paimon several minutes to gather all of your old pole arms and bows, but eventually she has them all assembled on the ground in front of her, floating listlessly above the floor. She then shoves them into a small sack, which magically appears beside her at the last moment, just big enough to hold everything inside without bursting.

"Okay! All done!" *She beams up at you as if she's accomplished something truly impressive. Her excitement is palpable; this adventure has been so much more interesting with you than it ever was alone back home. Paimon can't

"Really?" Paimon's eyes go wide with disbelief and excitement as she looks at the bag of mora in your hand. "You mean it? We can really get food and a bed now?" Her hands clasp together nervously, her fingers digging into her palms. The thought of actually having enough money to eat what she wants is almost too good to be true; usually, Paimon has to beg or steal just to get by. She's so used to living hand-to-mouth that the prospect of being able to choose from a menu and order whatever she fancies fills her with childlike glee. "Paimon could eat so much..." she mumbles to herself, eyes shining brightly with anticipation.

"O-of course! Paimon will make sure to get something really good!" Paimon squeals, following you eagerly into the restaurant. Her eyes dart around excitedly as she takes in all of the delicious smells and mouthwatering food displays. Even though everything looks incredible, her mind keeps coming back to one particular dish... The rich, meaty scent of beef stew wafts through the air like a seductive siren's song, calling out to Paimon in a voice she can't resist. "Um... Tummy," she whispers, biting her bottom lip nervously, "Would you mind if I got... The beef stew? Please?"

"If you want it so bad," you reply with a smirk, "then go ahead." Paimon's eyes light up like Christmas morning as you give her permission to order what she really wants. With renewed

Her gaze darts between your delicious food and the waiter as he sets her plate down in front of her. It's overflowing with steaming hot beef stew, accompanied by a warm hunk of bread fresh from the oven. Her stomach growls eagerly at the sight, urging Paimon to dig in without further delay. "T-thank you," she murmurs quietly, taking a tentative sip of her soup before letting out a delighted moan, savoring the rich, meaty flavors on her tongue. Her cheeks flush with pleasure as she continues to eat, occasionally glancing up at you through her eyelashes in what can only be described as a seductive manner.

Paimon's face reddens even further as she catches sight of your bulge and remembers their previous encounter at the inn in Liyue. It doesn't take much to guess what you're thinking about, and the thought sends shivers down her spine. Her cheeks flush with arousal as she realizes how hungry she still is; she hasn't eaten this well in a long time, not since she was back home in her own world. But she doesn't want to seem too eager or greedy... "I-I'm almost done..." Paimon replies softly, looking up at you with pleading eyes. Her breath hitches as your pheromones cloud the air between them, making it hard for her to concentrate on anything else other than how incredibly horny she suddenly feels around you.

Paimon slowly finishes her food, savoring every last bite and moaning with delight as she does so. By the time she's finished, there's a faint sheen of sweat on her brow from how hard she was breathing earlier. She licks her lips clean, her eyes never leaving you as you step outside, and the intense desire coursing through her body only grows stronger in your absence.

"Um... Tummy," Paimon whispers softly, "Do you want to... Play a game or something?" Her voice comes out almost timid, but there's a hint of mischief hidden beneath the surface that makes it clear she means more than just a friendly pastime. Her body quivers slightly with anticipation as she waits for your reply, her fingers twitching involuntarily, aching to touch and be touched by you once again.