For some days, the pink-haired Fellpool tried to avoid thinking too much about the puff-puff issue, for she had a much more important task up ahead: to save the universe from an impending war. Millie didn't have the time to think about her selfish goal, so she didn't follow Pericci's advice promptly. When it came down to fighting for what was right, she was able to forget that the man who was always present in her dreams was so close to her and focus completely on the battle, protecting her allies and fighting her foes. And Millie played a very important role in the last battle against Jie Revorse, being arguably her best performance in the battlefield ever. She contributed extensively to the overall success of their quest with her crucial healing and resurrecting spells, plus some aggressive incantations that hurt and distracted the devilish foe, barring him from mauling one of her companions to death. When the battle was over, the enemy had been completely vanquished and no one was seriously hurt, making their quest a complete success.

After the end of the quest, it took some days for the things to settle, but finally all the excitation dwindled down, and the once heroes returned to their peaceful lives. Shortly after saying the long farewells and goodbyes to her brothers in arms for a last time, it looked like all the adventures had been nothing more than a pleasant dream. After a few weeks of having returned to Kratus, and with nothing better to do, Millie returned to her former occupations, which included trying to win the heart of her longtime friend and companion, Roddick. Her hopes that, during their mission together, he would learn her feelings and reciprocate were frustrated as she not only saw that situation unchanged, but also saw her beloved to develop a certain kind of relationship with other women, prettier, more intelligent, and more experienced than her. Although Ilia was not a direct contender anymore, the Fellpool had been certainly shunned by the presence of the smart and courageous blonde fighter with a PhD, or whatever it meant as the concept was not very clear for Millie. Mavelle was a beauty queen and had a perfect personality. Even the silly Lesser Fellpool girl, with her well-proportioned body and her weird antics seemed to be more attractive to Roddick than she was. Millie was in a worse position than when their journey started. Besides, the mere thought that, no matter what she did or said, Roddick still saw her as a mere childhood friend hurt her a lot. She had to do something about that, for she was sure Roddick had both Pericci, Mavelle and Ilia on his mind as a love interest, but not her. And Ilia's last words for Roddick, about how the things could have been different if they were from the same world, still hurt her deeply

One calm and pleasant night, locked inside her room after having dinner with her father, Millie remembered Pericci's advice on how to enhance her curves. She opened her dress buttons and started clumsily touching her body over her bra. She was not sure whether she should take them off, but modesty prevented her from doing that; she felt dirty touching herself in that manner with that purpose in mind. After some minutes playing aimlessly, the pink-haired Fellpool realized that what she was doing was shameful and ridiculous, for it caused nothing but discomfort, so she stopped and went to sleep, angry with herself, on the verge of tears. If that damned girl was right about the puff-puffs, she didn't tell me everything! It will never work out! Damn! Damn! Damn! Millie punched her pillow madly, and then hugged it, weeping silently. I wonder if Ilia and Mavelle have done that too… and all the pretty girls around… looks like I'm the only fool that has a flat chest and is unattractive to him…

The following day worked like a reassurance of Millie's impression, although it came most from her biased perception. As soon as she left home, she went immediately to meet Roddick, with her usual upbeat mood and cheerfulness, but, much to her awe, he reacted in an unusual cold manner to her cheerful greeting as soon as they met in Kratus' Defense Forces HQ, where they all took supervising positions after their return. They were now in charge not only of the city's security, but of the nearby villages as well.

"Heeellloooo, Roddick!" She noisily greeted the blue-haired Fellpool.

"Uh... Millie?" Roddick was busy reading some papers and barely lifted his eyes to look at his incoming companion.

"Good morning, Roddick." Millie crossed her arms and answered angrily, showing her dissatisfaction with his lack of interest on her.

"Good morning." He answered as if he was answering the greeting of an unknown person, just out of education. That infuriated Millie, who stormed out of the room fuming in rage. When she was crossing the doorstop, she met her blond friend Dorne. Ironically, she greeted him coldly.

"Hi, Dorne."

"Hi, Millie." He answered cheerfully, but somewhat frustrated that her greeting was devoid of excitation he would like to hear.

"What's up with Roddick?"

Millie's irritation was flagrant, and her excessive interest on Roddick bothered him. Roddick! Always Roddick! Won't she ever open her eyes? Dorne tried to answer in a way that the pink-haired Fellpool would not notice his irritation. "He is busy, overseeing some serious business."

Millie was startled, and her ditzy nature made her change her mood instantly, from angry to worry. "Serious business?"

"Looks like the patrols on Haute failed to track down the bandits that have been pillaging that village." Dorne rubbed the back of his head in anxiety. "To make matters worse, they robbed the inn again, under our forces' noses."

The information sparked that dutiful and responsible side of the pink-haired Fellpool girl, so that she completely forgot her infantile romantic issue. "Wow! That is really a big problem. This is the third time the inn was robbed in less than two months! We must do something about that."

"You can say that again! If we thought we would have peace after you defeated that evil entity..." Dorne added after picking up a sword from the armory and examining its blade.

"Well…" Millie shrugged. "We defeated one evil entity, not all the evil beings in the universe. There will always be people doing something evil. And there will always be people like us, enforcing the evil ones will take what they deserve."

"Yeah, maybe we should go ourselves and kick their butts, like in the old times." The blond Fellpool winked, teasing her companion.

"Like in the old times…" Millie became introspective suddenly, and became silent. She was thinking about the times were it was almost only Dorne, Roddick and she staying together. They have certainly matured during their journey to save their people, but Millie longed for the innocence of the days of the old. Especially because she was the one who had matured less after all they had been through. If, in the past, she used to think Roddick ignored her hints because he was still too young, and he, sooner or later, would fatally be driven to her; now she had seen with her own eyes that Roddick was interested in other women, but that he could only see Millie as his childhood friend.

That was enough to set Millie on a grumpy mood for the rest of the day. She was not sure whether she was angry because of Roddick's behavior at her or her own behavior. She was not a girl anymore, a silly teenager whose only pursuits in life were to have fun and to find a suitable boyfriend. Her longtime crush for her childhood friend was just a source of shame, something unsuitable for the woman she wanted to be. Besides, it was another reason for Roddick to look down on her. She still had the face of a young girl, the body of a young girl and the behavior of a young girl.

Inventing an excuse to go home earlier than it was expected, Millie had a plan on her mind. She would do everything to change her image of a young girl. It included trying to apply the puff-puff technique, because she stubbornly put inside her mind that having a flat chest was one of the main reasons why Roddick did not care about her. She spent hours trying to figure out the right way of doing puff-puffs, hoping she would notice some change when she got it right, but nothing noticeable happened. The Fellpool only ended the whole session with her arms and chest hurt. Apparently, they looked a bit larger, but Millie was did not celebrate because it was too painful. Is this sacrifice worthy? Will he love me after that?Or will he always see me as a silly girl, no matter how pretty, attractive, good-hearted, loving and caring I am? If only he could look what's within my heart…