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

Chapter 39 Playfulness
Mirad had no idea how many times he had sighed today.

After meeting Siolitta, the frequency of his sighs skyrocketed... Why?

That's how it is right now.

She exchanged pleasantries with Obora for a while before parting ways. With assassins watching her, staying back at the academy was the best solution to avoid affecting the public.

Then, under the pretext of compensation, he was dragged around the streets until they arrived at this doll shop... Siolitta was attracted by the dolls in the window that looked ugly and were said to be made in imitation of the portraits of the resurrected saint.

Is there any need to buy this kind of thing?

Looking at the doll's face, which resembled his own by two or even one point, Mirad turned and left without a second thought.

And then…

"Ah, a very big and very lewd hot female hero."

The words that came out of his mouth stunned all three of them.

Belatedly covering her mouth, Hiolitta's wide eyes were full of apology, her eyelashes fluttering as if trying to shoot out glittering stars... Mirad was quite certain that this succubus was doing it on purpose.

"Although you're trying to act innocent and naive, unfortunately your eyes have already given you away, little nun?"

Kissfield simply straightened her back, and Hyolitta's gaze followed the heavy mountain up and down, unable to look away even a fraction. At the same time, she took a half step back in a defensive stance, like a mother hen protecting her chicks, blocking the window of the toy store behind her.

"Wha...what's wrong! Even if the sweat stains you left are bigger than my face, you can't take back the Saint's doll from me, okay?"

"What is the short little nun saying? What sweat stains?"

Kissfield was somewhat confused, but when she glanced at Mirad's robes, she suddenly realized what was going on. A blush crept onto her cheeks, and she feigned composure as she looked away.
"So young and already going astray. Uncle, how do you usually discipline this child?"

Mirad chuckled dryly. "I can't handle this. You seem to have a lot of experience with it?"

"Of course~ Appropriate corporal punishment is indispensable for dealing with such a lewd little nun whose mind is full of filth... Even the Supreme God would applaud the punishment of such a child who talks and thinks nonsense!"

With a wicked grin, Kieslfield reached out to grab Siolitta, her pointed manicure resembling an eagle's talons, startling the latter who yelped and hid behind Mirad.

Mirad felt the hot breath and soft laughter behind him, and he became even more certain that the succubus was doing it on purpose, just so she could hide behind him and hug him from behind openly.

"Um... just kidding. Uncle, have you seen a little girl around here? She's about my waist tall, with black hair and blonde eyes..."

Ebola?
The rough description of her appearance is somewhat accurate, but the other party shouldn't know about Obora's existence... unless, like those assassins, she also came to kill Obora.

As for asking people on the street where the assassination target is... Mirad looked at Kieslfield, who was dressed fashionably, had rolled up her sleeves to reveal her fair arms, and had a sunny smile on her face.

It seems she really could do it.

"What do you want with her?" Just in case, Mirad decided to ask to avoid any misunderstanding.

"Huh? Candy, candy! I asked her to buy some candy, but I forgot to pay."

It seems it wasn't Obola; I was just overthinking it.

Mirad shook his head. "I've never seen one like that. I'll keep an eye out for children with those features."

"Thank you for your help... Anyway, thank you, sir. As for the agreed-upon thing, I might have to wait a while before I can give it to you."

"It's alright, just rest and recover. You really went too far the day before yesterday."

It's perfectly normal for someone who unleashes magic powerful enough to destroy half of Elcia to need a long rest to replenish their mana. Mirad isn't in a hurry for Kistfer to use her third move... and in fact, her current state of having very little mana left is the best.

No matter how outstanding they are, they are still warriors of Rescue. One wrong move and they could find themselves on the opposite side.

"The one we agreed upon?"

Keenly seizing the key words, Siolitta peeked out from behind Mirard, her eyes fixed intently on Kieslfield.

"What an rude look... It feels like you short nun with your mouth full of savory fare are thinking about something indecent again. I am a believer in the Lord God, how could I possibly do that kind of thing with an old man I've only met a few times?"

Kieslfield sized up the tall, imposing man before her. He was handsome, though somewhat aged and somewhat gloomy—or one could say mature and composed, and undeniably powerful.

Having experienced many things, one should also be a brave person.

Based on various speculations... the other party is likely a hero who fled from a country after it was conquered by monsters.

With that thought, Kieslfield's gaze softened considerably as she looked at Siolitta.

The older man has it tough too. He must have tried everything to cheer up this little girl who was trying to escape the pain of reality.

"What an rude look... It feels like you, this big, lewd, hot female hero, are making up stories about my misfortunes in your head. Let me make this clear beforehand, I don't approve of superfluous creatures like you! I'm not the same kind of lewd hero as you who gets in the way, so don't look at me with that pitying look."

Siolitta pouted, and just as she was about to pull her head back, Mirad flashed to make way for her. Siolitta, who was completely exposed in front of Kieslfield, was grabbed by the former and pulled out like a little chick by the back of her collar.

The short nun's attitude softened instantly; she clasped her hands together and forced a submissive smile.

"Hey, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have called you a lewd hero with annoying creatures. Please forgive me this time...?"

"Little nun, I'm magnanimous, so I'll forgive you this time. But you've been holding back a lot of feelings that you can't express to this older man, haven't you? I understand, kids your age are the most reluctant to admit their feelings."

Hyolitta was lifted up by Kissfield, her gaze level with his. Watching the approaching "superfluous creature," her expression finally shifted, and she looked at Mirad, who was watching the spectacle with growing urgency.

"Help, help me! Why are you just watching?! I don't want to suffocate in here!"

"It would be better for you to learn from this experience."

"Sister Obora... what are they doing?"

In the distance, the blonde twin-tailed Kieslfield seemed to be giving the girl in her arms a warm hug, but the girl was struggling quite violently.

The little girl with black hair and golden eyes was holding a jar of carrot-shaped candy. Obora, who had the same hair and eye color, was holding her other hand, her expression serious.
"Children shouldn't watch this kind of scene. Although it is a heroic scene of brave men facing the unforgivable and not backing down, and even a resistance that is more like a fight to the death... no, let's forget about it. That struggle is too ugly."

Even though her older sister Obora was a child herself… the little girl blinked. “Well, anyway, thank you for helping me find older sister Kieslfield…!”

"It's alright. I've heard a lot about her from you. As a little fan of Heroine Kiesfield, I'm very content."

Using the excuse of being a fan to get information out of a little girl she met by chance and felt a strong connection with! Obola didn't feel guilty at all about doing this so casually.

She paused, subtly glancing at Mirard's face, and breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that he had no particular interest in anything that combined heaviness and softness.

…That girl still has a chance.

Go for it, Your Highness!

"Let's not disturb them. Do you want the doll of the Resurrected Saint? I'll buy you one."

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