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

Chapter 63 A Perfect Day for a Prison Break (The End)
In the alley next to the dessert shop.

A spell to repel people enveloped the three of them, and silence spread.

"..."

Mirad crossed his arms over his chest, tapping his fingers on his arms, waiting for the two small, colorful cakes in front of him to give their reasons.

"..."

Cake Girl Number One... or rather, Siolitta, with her sweet smile and head held high, exudes the spirit of the secretly happy dessert sisters who refuse to yield even when captured.

"..."

Cake Person #2, also known as Obola, even in her platform heels, only reached Mirad's chest. Under his silent gaze, she dared not look up, displaying the demeanor of the secretly happy dessert sisters who knew their mistakes and earnestly reflected on them.

It seemed there was no way to get a response without taking the initiative; Kissfield was still waiting at the dessert shop. Mirand sighed.

“I remember I told you last night… not to be like Hiolitta. Obora… or rather, the older sister of the Secretly Happy Dessert Sisters, Mask? Look up at me.”

When her name was called, Obola shuddered and stiffly raised her head. Her eyes, hidden behind the mask, were dull and lifeless, clearly indicating that she was suffering greatly.

Having one Hyolitta around was already troublesome enough. Mirand really didn't want to be bothered by two Hyolittas at the same time during the rest of her trip.

Therefore... we must nip it in the bud before Obola starts going astray with Hiolitta.

Hyolitta puffed out her cheeks and pointed at her mask, "I'm the older sister, Lady Mirad! Why do you think Opola is the older sister? In the design, the older sister's mask has more dark gold patterns, look, look!"

Mirad didn't even turn his head. "Shut up."

"Oh."

The culprit, Siolitta, obediently placed her hands on her lower abdomen and cast a helpless glance at Obora.

Obora's grip on her skirt tightened and loosened, and she stammered, "There's... a reason."

Mirad smiled, a gentle smile that seemed more demonic than a demon to Obora at that moment. "Haha, I'm all ears."

Obora then gave a hollow smile.

"Having a relationship... is good for Kissfield's physical and mental health. If it were you, you should be able to be her support and reliance."

"So you ended up playing this... role-playing game with Siolitta?"

Hiolitta raised her hands in protest, "This isn't role-playing, Lord Mirad! This is a live performance! It's a new creative technique that brings theatrical scenes to life—"

Without turning his head, Mirad said, "Shut up."

"Oh."

Siolitta, stirring up trouble, stood behind Mirad, spread her hands, and gave Obora a look that seemed to say, "Sister, I'm going solo now, you're on your own."

That gloating bastard... I've suffered this ordeal, and you won't live either!

A barely perceptible wisp of magic slipped out, creeping along the shadows under Obola's precise control, and seeped into Hyolitta's thick-soled shoes.

"Hero saves the damsel in distress... It's a classic. It can show the man's charisma and quickly increase a woman's favorability, but the way it's implemented is a bit abstract."

Knowing she had no persuasive power, Obola's voice grew softer and softer.

This is not abstract form at all; it's utter chaos!

Kieslfield wasn't a weak girl who would sit idly by and wait to die in the face of a threat. She found it amusing from beginning to end, and there was no panic or fear involved. Moreover, her eyes clearly showed that she recognized Hyolitta!
Hiolitta even said that if Kiesloff wore this outfit, she would never recognize her... She hadn't worn such adorably sweet clothes in decades. Although Sabas's family-inherited skill of acting cute was still quite proficient, the man in front of her was definitely not falling for it. How was she going to get away from this...?
Never mind. That's it.

Obora closed her eyes and steeled her resolve. "...Even if it's acting in such an absurd scene, I want to make you and her happy. Consider it me making myself look ugly, flattering you, trying to please you. Consider it compensation for letting her grow up in Rescadeye... Is that alright?" Hiolitta covered her mouth with her hand, tears welling in her eyes. "Very good, that expression! Quite qualified as the lead actress, I'm so proud of you, little sister. You've grown up to this point... It wasn't in vain that I brought you away from the Land of the Unbelievable to the big city to seek opportunities, oh oh..."

Does this little girl really have a complete script in her head about the secretly happy dessert sisters? Oprah raised an eyebrow... She hadn't been listening at all when the other person was explaining the character settings.

…However, Siolitta, you have already found a way to die!

Upon catching a glimpse of Hiolitta's smile, which she hadn't quite managed to conceal, Obola felt as if the string of her reason snapped.

Now, you shall be buried with me!
With a thought, he activated the magic circle that had just been imprinted inside the shoe of the Siolitta!
"Ha, hahaha?! W-what happened... my dear sister... hahaha... Obora, you... hee hee... you tricked me... haha, hee hee hahahahahahaha! It tickles... stop tickling my feet! Yes, I'm sorry hee hee hee hahahahahahahahahaha..."

The intense itching that came from the soles of her feet, as if being scratched by a thousand brushes, instantly gripped Hiolitta's throat, preventing her from uttering a single coherent word. Only her clear, bell-like laughter echoed through the alley.

Unable to suppress her laughter, Hiolitta trembled uncontrollably. She clutched her stomach and squatted down, soon turning into a half-kneeling figure laughing so hard she could barely breathe. Saliva dripped from her gaping mouth, forming a small puddle.

Hiolitta's slender legs, encased in thick striped stockings in glitter and pure white, peeked out from under her skirt. She kicked at the ground or bumped against each other, trying to kick off her platform heels, but they were stuck to her feet and she couldn't get them off no matter how hard she tried.

A chilling laugh echoed in Mirad's ears. After a half-second of deep thought, he cast a silencing spell on Siolitta.

Just leave it alone!

Mirad, feeling a sense of peace, let out a long sigh of relief.
"You've seen me and her from a thousand years ago... so why would you believe I can fall in love again?"

Obora lowered her eyes... Ah, she saw the noble Demon King's daughter laughing so hard she was rolling on the ground. She should look to the side instead.

"How will you know if you don't try? Monsters don't have to worry about the shackles of lifespan... and you don't have to worry about Kieslfield not being able to accompany you to the end."

Mirad stepped aside, avoiding Hiolitta's hand that was trying to grab his trousers to beg for mercy. "...You're also running a matchmaking agency on the side?"

"Occasionally."

"Besides, in her eyes I'm just a rigid old man, so how could she possibly like me?"

Obora looked Mirad up and down, as if recognizing her old enemy all over again. After a long while, she said in a low voice, "So this is how you live."

"got used to."

"No, hahaha... Ee ee... Stop with the riddles, you two... Hahahahahaha... Help... me..."

Breaking the silence spell, Siolitta's voice was as faint as a candle flickering in the wind.

Obora and Milad remained silent, and the only sound in the alley could be the weak pleas for help punctuated by laughter from Hiolita.

Mirad bent down, picked up Hiolitta, and used his strong arms to hold the girl's flailing limbs in place, forcefully removing her shoes.

Her silk-clad feet, soaked with sweat, curled up, and Hyolitta, as if she had lost all her strength, collapsed into Mirad's arms.

"Place the limp, gooey demon princess onto Obora's outstretched arms," ​​Mirad said.
"Kissfield is still waiting. Take Siolitta to rest."

“Kissfield, that girl… is just like you, in matters of the heart.”

With those words left behind, Opola resolutely left the alley.

Mirad watched her retreating figure as she walked step by step out of the alley and then disappeared.

The sun was shining brightly outside the alley, and tourists were thronging around.

It's not even noon yet; we still have plenty of time today.

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