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

Chapter 158 Demonization (Part 1)
When you're with Luo Gen, no matter how serious the situation is, it can be resolved through playful banter and teasing.

This was a fact that Milad had known for a long time, but today that fact has been confirmed in another way.

When he stopped running away and awkwardly admitted his distorted feelings, he expected an awkward conversation. But in the end, everything turned into a relaxed laugh that neither of them could hold back when Luo Gen said, "Damn, I thought you were pretending not to know, but I didn't expect you to actually realize it so recently."

The heavy weight that had been pressing on my heart was so easily lifted. Then, something more primal and more undeniable naturally took over.

For as long as they had been best friends, Luo Gen had imagined this scene unfolding before her eyes. She had rehearsed it countless times in her mind, devising hundreds of opening lines, ranging from domineering CEO declarations to shy hints—everything imaginable.

But at some point after embracing Mirand, all of Loran's prepared plans became useless.

She realized that polite words were futile in front of him. They knew each other too well, so well that a single glance or a slight change in breathing was enough for them to understand each other's next thought.

He knew that beneath her seemingly bold actions lay a heart pounding with anxiety.

She knew that beneath his seemingly calm expression lay a torrent of restrained and profound emotions.

Every subtle bodily reaction can be keenly perceived by the other, and then they can tacitly adjust their range and movements.

When her fingertips unconsciously traced messy paths, he would grasp them and soothe the chaos with his body heat.

When his hand gently caressed the area that interested her, she would smile and straighten her back to make it more prominent.

Before anything even begins, they all imagine it to be inexperienced, difficult, and even somewhat bewildering.

But when everything actually came to fruition, they realized that everything had fallen into place so naturally.

No deliberate skills or complicated methodologies are needed. Simply stare intently and focused into the other person's eyes, and you can read all their language from the window of their heart that reflects your own image.

They ultimately didn't need the wall of potions that Hiolitta had meticulously prepared... In this small room bathed in pink and purple light, having each other was enough.

"Dude, look! I've grown animal ears on my head! Wait, what happened to my original ears? Is it stereo? I thought it would be quad..."

Luo Gen shook her head from side to side in front of the mirror in the room, examining the gray-white beast ears on her head with great interest. The huge beast ears were almost half the size of her head, with the auricles filled with clean, dense short downy hair and covered with long, soft gray-white fur, swaying slightly with her movements.

"Look, don't you think it's a bit bigger than before?"

She turned around, straightened her back, and looked at Mirand expectantly.

"I heard that the parts of a girl's body that are especially liked by her partner will develop a second time when she transforms into a monster... Hehehe, I knew it was right to draw your attention to my chest. Now I have a behemoth that rivals Kissfield's!"

"So... what kind of monster is it?"

Mirad's gaze did not linger long on Loran's more breathtaking curves; instead, it was drawn to her constantly trembling beast ears.

He reached out, with curiosity, and gently kneaded Luo Gen's newly grown ears. The fine downy hair inside the earlobes felt completely different from the soft, long hair on the outer ear, but both were incredibly soft. Under his touch, Luo Gen's breathing, which had just calmed down, quickly became noticeable again.
"Hiss... Oh ho? This is... Hmm? What does it feel like to have a cat or dog's ear touched? Dude, stop, wait a minute... I said stop! If you keep touching me like this, I'll awaken some incredible fetish!"

Blushing, Lorenz practically used both hands and feet to break free from his embrace. She playfully raised her long, straight legs, kicking at his chest, but Mirald easily grabbed her ankles. With a simple pull and tug, Lorenz lost her balance, cried out in surprise, and tumbled back into Mirald's warm, firm arms.
"It should be... a little monster,"

She simply gave up struggling, and the entire monster relaxed, resting its head on his shoulder.
"Xiao Xi said they're the type who's particularly good at machines. In my mind, the structures and circuits within Pantelekia that I didn't quite understand before, I now have a lot of great ideas. Wow... speaking of which, buddy, you've become so clingy, are you some kind of golden retriever reincarnated?"

"I guess it's some kind of large dog."

Hyolitta had once described herself as a dog... Mirad thought to herself, but her hands didn't stop moving.

He stopped focusing on the pair of newborn, still somewhat sensitive animal ears, and instead followed her supple back down, finally stopping at the softest part of her waist, where he gently pinched it.

The delicate body in his arms suddenly stiffened, then went limp again.

"It's like... let me think, a big dog that's clingy and loyal, and will whine at the door if it doesn't see its owner for a day,"

Luo Gen's voice became somewhat indistinct. She buried her face even deeper, trying to use his shoulder to cover her burning cheeks. "Dude, slow down... You're too clingy, I feel like I'm in a dream... Don't breathe hot air into my ear, damn it! You're not actually a secretly furry person, are you?"

"I just pinched you."

Luo Gen lay in his arms, whimpering, "I don't feel any pain, do it again."

"Okay, let's do it again."

"Hey? Wait, wait a minute, buddy, that's not what I meant by 'do it again'...!"

"...It seems like today's matches are all over."

"Ah."

It was late at night when Mirad and Loran left the nested alternate dimension.

The once bustling training ground is now deserted, with only the dim moonlight and a few ever-burning magic streetlights casting long, long shadows.

Occasionally, you could see one or two young couples strolling hand in hand under the moonlight. Judging from their attire, they had probably met and become acquainted because of today's sports meet. The air still carried the lingering warmth of the daytime hustle and bustle, mixed with the smells of sweat, food, and victorious cheers.

Under the high concentration of demonic energy, the moonlight seemed to have a soft, fuzzy edge, making it hazy and indistinct.

The transformation of Cretia into a demon realm is underway, a fact that King Relian announced to the public not long ago. As for whether it will become a dark demon realm or a bright green demon realm… according to scholars at the research institute, it will largely be influenced by the local residents, as well as the attitude of Ophiucus, the former demon lord who indirectly caused Cretia's current transformation.

Her demon realm, "Colorless and Desolate Domain," once enveloped the entire territory of Cretia. After entering the new era, it was infused with the magic of demons.

This is why Cletea's transformation into the Demon Realm was so rapid.

Everywhere on the streets, enthusiastic monsters and night demons were distributing newspapers and books explaining the transformation of the demon world. News of the recovery and health of the disabled and those suffering from incurable diseases spread like wildfire. There were even genuine cases of wives and daughters who had been buried in the ground returning to reality and reuniting with their families...

Even the most stubborn and conservative people of Kreteia have to admit, faced with this overwhelming amount of fact, that the monsters have indeed brought about many positive changes.

Mirad raised his head and looked at the blurry moon.

"The moonlight is so beautiful tonight."

"Wow, buddy, you're doing this again?"
Luo Gen's laughter was exceptionally clear and crisp; her shoulder playfully bumped his arm. "I told you, you can't just say things like that..."

Mirad didn't flinch, but simply turned to look at her. "I know what it means. And, given our current relationship, can't we even talk about it?"

"Huh? You, uh... cough cough cough..."

Luo Gen's laughter abruptly stopped, as if she had choked on something. She suddenly realized that she and the other person were no longer just close friends; she no longer needed to hide her surging feelings, but could openly and unreservedly confide in them…

Although they had heard and said "I love you" and "I like you" countless times in that small room, when this blockhead said those almost confession words so earnestly, it still made her blush and her heart race. She even felt a burning sensation in her lower abdomen, making her want to drag him back to that small room that belonged only to them, and make love a few more times.

She reached out slightly flusteredly, trying to cover Mirad's view with her palm, and also trying to hide her shy expression.

"No, wait a minute, buddy, that's a foul... but... how did you know?"

"I guessed. Although I was a little drunk that day, I couldn't forget that sentence."

Luo Gen let out a soft hum, the sound coming from her nose, mixed with a hint of coquettishness.

"You could guess that? I don't believe you for a second." She thought to herself, "You must have racked your brains for ages to figure out the key to that statement. Rhetoric is notoriously bad at you; how could she not know?"

She glanced at him discreetly out of the corner of her eye. In the moonlight, Mirad's profile was sharply defined, and his eyes were fixed intently on her... an uncanny blue.

"Why aren't you covering your face anymore? ...It's all rosy."

"Does it look good?"

"nice."

"If it looks good, then keep looking."

She walked up to him, wrapped her arms around his neck, and pressed her lips to his.

"...Don't say anything more."

At the entrance to the training ground, a figure dressed entirely in silver-white, except for his scarlet eyes and jet-black horns, seemed to have been waiting for a long time.

Her delicate nose twitched slightly, as if searching for something in the air, and then a knowing smile appeared on her face.

"38 times? No, that's not right... 38.5... 38.7? Wow, you guys are really capable..."

"Now that things have come to this, I'm really curious how you calculated the number after the decimal point... Anyway, Xiaoxi, come on, let's give each other a high five!"

"Yay! The plan was a huge success!"

The little monster and Lilim's palms, one big and one small, touched together, making a crisp sound.

"How did you explain things to Chloe and the old man?"

Mirad spent a whole day with Loran in the other world, which means he didn't finish any of his work that day.

"I'll tell them..."

Hiolitta gave a smug thumbs-up, but before she could finish, Mirald interrupted her.

"The persuasiveness of this answer determines how clean your ass will remain tonight."

"Uh... could you personally do it, Lord Mirad?" She chuckled awkwardly, silently retracting her thumb and then covering her bottom, clearly still shaken.

"Rogeria".

"Eh? Let me do it? Hehe... Xiao Xi, sorry."

"Traitor... There's a traitor! What are you so smug about, you traitor!"

The three chatted and laughed as they embarked on their journey home.

(End of this chapter)