Hell Inn: Rebirth - I Became a Chef in Hell

Chapter 183 How could you bear to lie to such a fool? - S01E06

This appears to be the first time that ■■■ has sung in English in Hell.

I don't know if it's because I've spent too much time with the radio demons, but although it sounded a bit unskilled and was an unaccompanied a cappella performance...

However, the way the Dragon Girl sings immediately evokes the image of a gentle and elegant female jazz voice.

It was clearly a fire that breeds despair, but the song by [unclear] carried a gentle sadness, as if all things were awakening.

This reminded Alastor of the time when he was still in that godforsaken place, and he had also heard her singing.

Why must one contemplate sins in hell?

"Isn't the dripping blood and unparalleled freedom your reward?"

The sinner lord gracefully joined the song of the sinners from the East with his signature and unique transatlantic broadcasting tone.

Wendigo, leaning on his cane, met the eyes of the woman in the flames on the rooftop.

He stood there gracefully, his smile arrogant.

"About your unspeakable secret?"

"A lofty and commanding layout?"

"These are all proof that you're adapting to hell!?"

"You knew all along...?"

"You don't need anyone's permission?" "I don't need anyone's permission?"

After the broadcast demon finished its climax on its own, the Eastern Sinner suddenly joined in with its voice.

The Dragon Girl didn't seem unhappy about Alastor's boundless addition and his usual flamboyant high notes; she simply compromised and allowed him to join her.

■■■: "Why did you know this was a game?"

■■■: "But you still choose to join?"

■■■: "Even if I'm treated rudely?"

■■■: "?Still greeting them with a smile?"

Broadcast Demon: "Show me!"

Broadcast Demon: "Show us how far you can go?"

"Until the harvest is plentiful?"

"Is everything settled?"

"Is everything settled?"

……

"What if the apex of everything truly exists?"

"Could you please tell me?"

Why does everyone firmly believe that hatred will never end?

"Yet you always believe that love has an end?"

"Is God supposed to be a river of love?"

"But why can I only see the sown hatred?"

"Shouldn't everyone come ashore from love?"

"And finally, they all converge into a vast sea of ​​people?"

"Or perhaps?"

"Or perhaps...?"

"The answer should be decided by me...?"

"?I'm done?"

……

...You simply can't believe that the first song you sang in hell was with Alastor.

But this guy joined in so suddenly and so smoothly that he even sang the rest of your song with you...

You lie on the rooftop, watching Alastor below with a complicated expression as he idly observes the sinners and imps running around.

Although he didn't see any casualties, he probably quite liked the current chaotic situation.

...But there's a reason you've been staying here.

Because you've actually been waiting all along—

……

Ah, speak of the devil, and he appears.

……

"...Holy crap! What the hell happened?!"

When Christina, who was sleeping like a golden lion, was shocked to find herself sitting up in her stinky little apartment when she learned that another fire had broken out in the Little Devil neighborhood.

The female demon, who hadn't even had time to remove her makeup, rushed to the scene wearing her old sneakers with the laces still untied.

She didn't know why she felt flustered.

But ever since she met ■■■, she felt that she had developed fire PTSD at an unprecedented speed.

She didn't know why, but whenever she saw an apartment building on fire, she would think of ■■■.

Whenever she thinks of ■■■, she always remembers dreaming about this unrepentant female ghost and those damned, eerie times she had!

Before arriving at the scene, Christina also made a phone call to Fast...

Although she didn't know why she did it.

"Hey! You fucking...you fucking bastard! You bastard, did you see that guy?!"

The enraged female demon tore at her messy silver hair, glaring furiously at the tall, thin, red-haired devil standing not far away, elegant and out of place in the crowd.

"..."

"Is Miss talking to me?"

Wendigo turned his head around with a look of utter confusion, like a terrifying old toy.

"You fucking lunatic! Who else could it be but you?! You son of a bitch!"

Christina, who was practically as fast as a telegraph machine, stared incredulously at her bloodshot eyes. "Weren't you with [redacted]?! Where is she?!"

The female demon, almost hysterically roaring, was wildly gesturing wildly in the air as if she had just had her limbs refilled that day.

Feeling that the other man's saliva was about to spray onto him, the sinner lord moved away from the silver-haired sinner with a hint of disgust.

"If you mean the lady with the long tail, then she's still upstairs."

The elderly gentleman, wiping his one-way mirror, frowned and said casually, "Oh! But if you're lucky, you might still be able to see her little head from the rooftop?"

The male demon, his tone laced with a wicked sense of humor and dark wit, grinned and casually pointed to the rooftop.

Soon, Wendigo noticed that the silver-haired female demon in front of him had changed her expression.

Normally, Alastor would actually be happy to watch the losers' miserable state of frantic despair for a while longer.

But there's clearly an even more exciting show to watch today.

Please forgive his poor memory, but he did vaguely recall the nameless criminal who had stolen things from him and the inn's chef...

Hmph, a petty thief not worth mentioning.

With a look of disgust, Alastor looked down at Christina.

This is a sign that the broadcasting demon is starting to feel uneasy.

Clearly, the sinner lord disliked this time-wasting and rude fellow; similarly, he wouldn't mind adding this to his radio collection...

"Do not……"

"No no no..."

"No no no no no!!!"

When he first met her, she was still that wary demon, but now, she seemed to have lost her soul and scratched her head twice.

Alastor clearly saw blood on her fingertips.

'...Bipolar disorder?'

The sinner lord raised an eyebrow.

"You fucking just left her there?! She was so close to you! I fucking thought you two were best friends!! You son of a bitch!!"

Christina was using profanity like punctuation; the whole world looked like it was about to explode.

How could you bear to lie to such a fool like her?!

The female demon questioned Wendigo before her with a roar that was both tearful and furious.

"You just ran out like that!?"

"You're a fucking scumbag!! No wonder you'll go to hell after you die!"

……

Alastor: "..."

Alastor: "?"

The sinner lord felt he had almost forgotten when he had been hysterically pointed at and cursed like this.

He had always believed that most women were strong, beautiful, and vibrant beings—

Instead of like this... like most redneck middle-aged and elderly people who swear after drinking.

Moreover, because his previous experiences were almost the complete opposite of what this silver-haired sinner was saying, Alastor felt as if this was the first time he had clearly experienced what it meant to be "both angry and amused".

But he doesn't mind having an extra meal right now.

“Impressive, miss.”

Before the tall male demon could finish speaking, dark shadows flashing like green lightning suddenly appeared from behind the demon without warning!

"……boom!"

Just then, a dazzling yet cold blue flame suddenly descended from the sky and then exploded violently in front of the silver-haired female demon!

While blocking Alastor's attack, the flames were so fierce that even the fire in the nearby apartment building paled in comparison.

When the flames died down, Alastor, who had been squinting with interest, finally saw who it was.

It was a sinner wielding a strangely shaped iron rod, whose head was the skull of a sheep.

He had a pair of large, winding horns and wore a black motorcycle outfit that only young people would wear.

"Oh~ so now it's finally starting to get interesting?"

Because no matter how many sinners came, they were all the same, the broadcasting demon, whose eyes had turned black and whose pupils had become pointers, chuckled softly.

But before he could laugh for long, the annoying silver-haired female demon spoke again.

"...Stop pretending, Fast! If you'd been any later, your crush would have been reduced to ashes!"

Seeing that the reinforcements she had brought still had time to pose, Christina, completely disregarding the current atmosphere, angrily launched into a tirade against Fast, who was standing in front of her.

"what?"

"……what?"