What should I do if the hero is resurrected in the Monster Girl Encyclopedia?

Chapter 154 Brothers, brothers…

The opening day of the sports meet.

This sports meet can be described as the largest event in the history of Créteil.

The main venue was set up at the First Training Ground of Cretia... Although it was called a training ground, it was actually large enough to accommodate 30,000 people, which was unique among the countries at that time. The king who built it was criticized for wasting the national treasury, being extravagant and ambitious.

But now, looking down, Mirad felt that the venue for 30,000 people was still far from enough. He stood on the specially set-up viewing platform, with a sea of ​​people boiling below him.

The tiered seating arranged in a circular pattern was packed with people. The colors of the crowd and the waving flags blended into a surging wave. It was indeed a good decision to divide the seating according to the gods they believed in... at least we wouldn't see any conflict breaking out between the believers of the orthodox main god and the newly emerging believers of the fallen god. In fact, the two large groups, one white and one black, were arranged at opposite ends of the circle.

Oh, and there were also monsters that came running after hearing the news. The organizers had to hastily create several more temporary mini-worlds above the private rooms. These semi-transparent worlds floated in the air and were crammed with monsters.

Harpy and Griffin circled high in the sky, occupying the best view... Gargoyles and wyverns with satchels patrolled back and forth in the audience, selling food.

...Their sharp gazes were clearly not all focused on admiring the stadium setup or the torch relay during the opening ceremony.

"Wow, that's quite a spectacle. Dude, you're a judge today, could you pull some strings and give me a high score?"

Luo Geng hugged him from behind, pressing her entire weight onto his back.

She squinted, rested her chin on Mirad's shoulder, and her usually unserious eyes were now intently gazing at his profile.

Luo Ran's full lips skillfully enveloped his earlobe, gently sucking on it. The sudden warmth and tingling sensation made Mirad's brows furrow instantly, and his fingers gripping the document tightened unconsciously, leaving a clear crease on it.

"Hehe, esteemed Mirad, special expert invited by the Cretia Games Committee,"

Having picked up a few strange phrases from somewhere, Luo Ran chuckled, her warm breath almost melting Mirad's ears.
"You see, I am not very talented, but I am quite attractive. I wonder if it would be possible to make a slight compromise and let each of us get what we need?"

"……speak English."

Mirad closed his eyes, as if he could no longer tolerate this one-sided harassment. He reached back and pulled Luo Gen, who was about to continue her antics, from behind to in front of him. She did not resist at all, her body as soft as an octopus, letting him do as he pleased. In the end, she stopped on his lap in a face-to-face straddle position.

She was dressed exceptionally smartly today. Her fitted white short-sleeved top accentuated her exceptionally full bust, while her black shorts clung tightly to her pert, rounded buttocks, showcasing her strong, long, and smooth white legs without reservation.

Ever since he and Orpheus spent half a day in the book by Siolitta, the girl has become a completely different person. Her flirting, which was previously limited to words and small gestures, has become more and more obvious and bold.

He didn't even need to consciously feel it; he could sense through the thin fabric the burning passion pounding in her chest.

In plain terms, I want to be sexually harassed by you!

Instead of feeling embarrassed, Luo Ran grinned and laughed heartily. She stretched out her finger and poked at Mirad's firm chest.

"I'd rather have your breasts rubbed or your legs massaged, but bro, can you let me win a championship or something? I just wandered around the preparation area and saw that some of the girls participating in the unlimited running race had their husbands with them, some were sitting on flying shuttles and just touching the ground was considered running, and one girl was just a sandworm that you couldn't see her at all when she started running... Seriously, is this unlimited running really that unlimited? I was so confident before, but now I'm a little worried."

No restrictions on race, means, or gender.

Any means are acceptable as long as they don't harm other players and help them cross the finish line.

I heard it's a long-standing competition in the demon realm. As for safety, there's no need to worry since the demons are watching. As for fairness... according to the demon who proposed it, they treat it like an exhibition match. What they're watching is the process, the passion, and the sweat. Husband is first, excitement is second, and victory is ninth!

Fairness comes last.

...That just shows that everyone loves to see the contestants' individual skills and performance under various circumstances.

Luo Gen's decision to participate in this competition was indeed...

Not very wise.

"How come I didn't know this championship was so appealing to you?"

Mirand's gaze shifted from her unblinking eyes to the athletes warming up in the distance.
"Besides the unlimited running race, I remember you also participated in shooting... Are their prizes important to you?"

"It's not that important. But that doesn't mean I want to lose, right? I'm already here, aren't I?"

Luo Gen leaned forward, her unsupported, rounded body drooping slightly under the influence of gravity.

"Of course I want to win. Especially... in front of you, buddy."

Mirad leaned back, trying to create some distance, but the girl sitting on his lap remained unmoved, instead pressing her body even closer.

"So, what do you say?"

Lorenz's smile became meaningful. The moment she hugged Mirad, she activated the portable soundproofing and shapeshifting magic that Hyolitta had given her. Now, Mirad, that blockhead, was sitting on the viewing platform, seemingly surrounded by a crowd, but in reality, only the two of them could hear each other's words!
"Looks like you're having a great time with Orpheus, buddy... What did that cold-faced snake say that made you so infatuated? I haven't seen you ask me out for a walk or a stroll these past few days... Don't use being busy with work as an excuse, I'm still pretty busy right now."

"I have to train, help the patrol team maintain order, and in my spare time I have to listen to Professor Obola's lectures and repair Pantelekia. But even so, I still hope you'll invite me out for a stroll, just to do nothing."

She made no attempt to hide her jealousy; her dissatisfaction almost overflowed from her bright eyes. Luo Gen tilted her head, staring intently into Mirard's eyes, determined not to let that deep blue escape elsewhere.

"Aren't brothers important, huh?"

Her nose almost touched his.
"Not even once, not even once. You've really gone too far, Mirand. You've chilled the heart of a dear friend who's been waiting for you... Is this rift beyond repair?"

Mirad could see his own helpless reflection in her pupils. He wanted to explain, but found that what Lorenz said was almost entirely true. …From some point on, when Mirad saw Lorenz walking back and forth in front of him with her long, bare legs, deliberately bending down and turning her back to him, he could no longer ignore her.

The dandelion is of the opposite sex.

She is a very beautiful woman with a great figure and a very elegant demeanor.

This fact, which he had not been aware of before, has finally surfaced, making its presence felt.

After get off work, as usual, when she smiled and opened her arms to hug him, he would subconsciously tense up, worried that his increasingly frequent physical reactions after becoming a night owl would touch her. Therefore, he would always find an excuse to leave hastily the next second after the hug.

When she complained about the aches and pains of training, skillfully lifting the hem of her shirt to reveal her firm, supple, and well-defined waist and abdomen, gesturing for him to help apply the ointment, his fingers stiffened like never before. Mirad knew how delicate and warm the skin beneath his fingertips was; how well-trained muscles would become supple under his touch, and how her breathing would gradually change.

He began to notice the specific curve of Luo Gen's lips when she spoke, the lingering moisture in her hair after her shower, and her unique, refreshing scent.

These seemingly insignificant details, hidden beneath the name of his dearest friend, were part of his routine, the everyday life spent with his best friend.

But as he carefully considered these images, an inescapable conclusion ultimately stood before Mirand.

...It seems he can no longer treat Luo Gen as a brother.

That's why he subconsciously distanced himself from them.

He didn't know how to face this changed relationship, nor how to face Luo Gen, who might be completely unaware of it and still regarded him as her best friend.

…Oh, maybe it's not just close friends.

"I……"

He opened his mouth, but only managed to utter a dry syllable.

Seeing his unusually embarrassed state, Luo Geng suddenly gave up on maintaining eye contact with him.

The girl leaned back, creating distance between them, and rested against the railing behind her.

"Sigh, fine. I'll forgive you this time since you're so handsome. But now there's a great opportunity for you to make up for lost time with us good buddies."

"...An unlimited race, you want me to participate with you? That one really doesn't restrict monsters with husbands from participating with their husbands..."

and many more.

He realized something was wrong halfway through his sentence.

Mirad looked up abruptly, meeting Logana's eyes, which were shining with the success of her plan.

"Hehehe...sorry buddy,"

She waved her hand dismissively, her smile growing even brighter, without a trace of remorse.
"What I really wanted was for you to join me on a project. But lately you've been either busy with work or hanging out with that cold-faced snake, so hard to get an appointment with."

What else could he say?

She went through all that trouble just to drag him, the judge, into the mess and make him her ally.

"I am a judge."

He tried to make a final stand.

"The judges can also make impromptu inspections of the track, and they might even see a poor, weak girl who has accidentally sprained her ankle and feel sorry for her, so they might carry her for a short distance. Besides, buddy, can you really bear to watch me end up in last place? Wow, that wouldn't just be a loss of face for me, everyone would be saying that Lord Mirad's teammate is such a frail person!"

As she spoke, she blinked, trying to put on a pitiful look.

“… just this once.”

"Great! I knew you were a true buddy, my judgment was spot on!"

Luo Gen let out a cheer and gave him a loud kiss on the cheek without any hesitation, leaving a wet mark.

"It's settled then. You'll have to come to the track to help me later."

She laughed and jumped off him, her movements as light as a bird.

The ambiguous and tense atmosphere that had just lingered between the two vanished, and they returned to their usual relaxed state.

……well.

"Xiao Xi, Xiao Xi, this is Luo Gen. Please respond if you hear me. The first step of the plan is complete, the target is trapped. What are the instructions for the second step?"

"Oh ho ho ho... I understand."

(End of this chapter)