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

Chapter 162 Teaching Time
"Pay attention, Luo Gen. Don't focus on the Magic Mirror."

The petite professor tapped the table lightly with her hairy, black hands, her brow furrowed as she stared at the only student in front of her.

...Where did this child learn that crooked trick of hiding the magic mirror behind the book during class?
If it were in a crowded lecture hall where teachers wouldn't have time to attend to every corner, it would be one thing, but now, in this small classroom specially set up for her, she is the only student.

And...didn't she know that her own bright, sparkling eyes could reflect images?

Luo Gen sullenly pushed over the books standing in front of him, revealing the magic mirror hidden behind them, which was displaying live footage of the training ground. The commentator was originally the professional wyvern lady, but for some reason, Xiao Xi had snatched the microphone from her, and now she was unleashing her full fanaticism, analyzing Mirad's every move with great enthusiasm.

She could even discern the subtle nuances of Mirad and Leango's lip movements during their conversation. If it weren't for Hiolitta pointing it out, Loran wouldn't have realized that the two had engaged in a deep and superficial academic exchange about a hundred ways to cook demon pork during a lull in their fierce battle.

As for whether lip reading itself is successful or not... who cares? Xiaoxi is happy explaining it, and she's happy watching it too.

"Mirad's exhibition match is being broadcast live..."

Luo Geng's fluffy gray-white ears drooped, and she blinked her innocent-looking big eyes, trying to fool them.
"Professor Obola, don't you want to watch it?"

Obora crossed her arms and remained silent for a moment, her face expressionless. "...I don't want to."

"You wavered, didn't you? You must have just considered for a moment the possibility of not teaching and watching the Mirad exhibition match with your lovely students, right? Your professional ethics are crumbling! Teacher!"

Luo Geng crossed her arms under her nose, her expression inscrutable.

"But then again, Professor Obora, your professional ethics probably vanished last night when you helped your student leave a kiss mark on Mirad's face... Ouch, ouch, ouch!"

A light but firm chop landed on Loran's forehead. Oprah remained calm and composed, as if she hadn't just struck her.

Having spent so many years with Her Highness the Princess, I've honed my composure to perfection.

"Listen to this lesson. The Magic Mirror has a recording function... I'll watch it with you later."

"Oh."

Luo Gen wanted to struggle a little more, but…

Ms. Obora's deliberately serious and composed professorial demeanor, combined with her petite figure and the sheep ears that twitch on the side of her head... is indeed somewhat adorable. It makes it impossible for anyone to feel any desire to disobey her.

What ancient goat-like golden monster? Luo Gen had no idea! Hehehe…

Where were we?

"Hmm, ah? Let me think... you were talking about why the blessing on Pantelekia isn't working now?"

"Yes. As mentioned before, the essence of a divine blessing is to infuse a large amount of divine magic into the body, breaking the shackles that restrict the upper limit... This form of blessing cannot be undone; once the pathway has been opened, it will not be closed again. Therefore, when the current chief god punishes rebellious chief god heroes, he usually chooses to call upon this divine magic, transforming it into various weakening curses. Other gods do the same, but the effects of the curses are not the same. Eros, the god of love, reverses his blessing by being unable to be loved... Lord Moro's is much simpler and clearer; He always just gets it over with."

Although Opola's voice was clear and pleasant, matching her appearance, it became flat and monotonous during the lesson... Luo Geng endured it for a full ten minutes before her eyelids began to droop.

Just as her head was about to make intimate contact with the table, Obora had to stop and once again delivered a precise yet gentle chop to wake the student who was about to fall asleep.

...Is her lecture really that hypnotic? This is the first time someone has fallen asleep in her class...The other person seemed a bit listless during her previous lectures.

"Huh? I'm listening to the lesson, teacher. This question is definitely A. Oh... Professor Obora... it's you."

Lorenz opened her eyes and abruptly stood up, the movement so sudden it startled Oprah. She looked around blankly, and it took her a moment to realize where she was.
"It feels so nostalgic...like going back to the old classroom. Matching Professor Obora's tone, I can't help but... feel a little sleepy, haha..."

"Are you okay?"

After a long silence, Obora handed Logen a handkerchief, so the child could wipe away the tears welling up in her reddened eyes.

"...Do you miss home?"

Obora wasn't so confused as to not be able to distinguish between physiological tears and tears shed after emotional distress.

"Hmm...it's nothing, but who would want to go to a awful place like a school...Let's continue. You just mentioned...that a petty-minded god can reverse a blessing, turning a strengthening into a weakening, so why is Mirad still so strong?"

"Yeah, why?"

"Is it because of... the magic power of monsters?"

"You got it right, that's good."

A barely perceptible smile curved the corners of Obola's lips. She reached out her hand and, mimicking the interaction between master and apprentice she had witnessed before, somewhat awkwardly ruffled Luo Ran's short, gray hair... as a reward for the child who answered the question correctly.

Luo Gen blinked, the slight homesickness that had just arisen in her heart was suppressed by the other person's sudden action. Now she only felt an awkward...warmth from being comforted by a girl who was 1.25 meters tall and whose appearance perfectly matched the principles of the Sabas Cult. "Teacher, if you keep going like this, I might not be able to help but call you Mom, okay?"

"...Call me whatever you want. Whether it's me, Mirad, or Her Highness the Princess... or Ophius. We're available whenever you want to rely on us."

"Ugh...!"

Clutching her chest, Luo Gen's face scrunched up. "I'm so sorry! Actually, I had a distorted impression of you because of Xiao Xi, thinking you were a difficult person to get along with... I'll try to persuade Mirad to come home tonight and take better care of you, Guwa—"

The hand that was stroking her hair instantly turned into a chop, which fell down and struck Luo Gen's forehead!
"That won't be necessary... Let's get back to the point. Our magic has the property of erosion and assimilation. Even the magic of gods is not exempt from this. Although the process is slower, it will eventually be infiltrated by our magic. Without the foundation of the curse, the weakening will naturally not be possible."

"In other words, the reason Pantelkia can't be reformed is because the blessings of various gods have been reversed? Wow, I remember it had the blessing of the god of forging..."

The blessing of divine forging allows Pantelekia to reconstruct its body at an astonishing speed... Conversely, it is the curse that prevents the body from being reconstructed.

Luo Geng wiped her eyes with a handkerchief, her nose twitching... There was still a trace of Mirad's scent on the handkerchief, and she couldn't help but smell it for a while longer.

"Yes. Inanimate objects have no shackles, but they can still be infused with divine magic. And because of the princess's magic, the divine magic stored in its body is being assimilated at a fairly fast rate... It will still take some time before it becomes a monster."

"What a pity. I thought I could pilot a mech before going to Rescue... Speaking of which, Professor Obora, when are you going to confess to Kieslfield? Every time she calls, you avoid showing your face on screen... It makes me feel a little sorry for you."

Having learned a bit about her old enemy's current situation from Xiao Xi and Mirad, and having previously held no grudge against her and being a companion who had fought alongside her against the Great Seal, Loran naturally offered complex yet genuine support for Obora's chosen arduous journey of atonement.

"...It's not far off."

Obora figured that if she really met him, she wouldn't be able to hide her identity from Kissfield, who had known her since childhood... The child's intuition was surprisingly accurate.

In the future, we will inevitably run into each other again.

But... she wasn't mentally prepared yet.

If the child rejects you.

If the other party does not approve.

If... she hates me.

How should she continue to interact with that child, and in what guise, around Mirall?

"Are you thinking about her, teacher?"

Luo Gen's voice pulled her back from her chaotic thoughts, and Aborah realized that she had been daydreaming during the lesson... It had been so many years since she had made such a teaching mistake.

"Ah."

Obora admitted in a low voice, "She's grown up. She's become very opinionated, and she looks more cheerful than before... but her heart is still influenced by Rescateye. I still wonder if it would have been better to take her away from that country in the first place."

Lorenz handed the handkerchief back to Obora, her expression earnest. "I understand your concerns, teacher. Although I've only known that girl for a short time and haven't even met her in person, I think Kissfield... won't blame you."

“…Why?” Obora couldn’t help but ask.

"She likes Mirad. To fall for that blockhead girl and refuse to give up on her no matter what... I think everyone here has something special about them, and their tolerance and patience are truly astonishing. If she can tolerate even him, then Professor Obora, your sins shouldn't be too difficult to explain if you explain them properly, right?"

Obora wanted to say that these were completely different things, but when she saw Logan's inexplicably confident smile, she couldn't bring herself to say anything in rebuttal.

Perhaps it really is as she said, that the child can forgive her and get along well with her.

"So, teacher... if you don't know how to start a conversation when you meet again, how about you begin with 'Long time no see'?"

Loren smiled encouragingly, her left hand fiddling with the magic mirror placed under the book, out of Obola's sight.

Wow, Mirad looks pretty good in this frame! Dude, you're really good at looking cool, is this what a hero is all about? You have a natural flair for the camera, I'll take a screenshot and save it…

...The next second, her left hand was gripped tightly by a furry claw.

Luo Geng's face stiffened. Just as she was about to explain, she saw Epollado's hairy finger put to his lips, making a shushing gesture.

"Luo Gen, it's break time now... let's watch together."

(End of this chapter)