Hell Inn: Rebirth - I Became a Chef in Hell

Chapter 149 "How have you been these days?" - S01E06

"...filthy rats."

Alastor's voice, full of contempt and disdain, rang in your ears.

Wendigo sharpened its fangs like some kind of wild animal, a hint of displeasure at being disturbed showing on its face.

For some reason, he seemed to get angry even faster this time than usual.

Before the devil strikes, you keenly sense that the wind around you seems to be boiling, like water that has come to a boil.

...But Alastor has already made enough shots today.

"gentlemen."

Faced with the sudden situation, you calmly blocked the broadcast demon who was slightly holding a high-level cane.

Oh?

Wendigo, sensing your intention to obstruct him, raised one eyebrow in surprise.

He glanced at you, then shrugged and lazily lowered his hand, as if silently indicating "go ahead."

...But you didn't actually intend to make a move.

Because you know the devil who stole your wallet.

"Hi, Christina, I didn't expect you to still be on this street."

You waved to the fleeing demon, but it ignored you and kept running away.

Feeling a little embarrassed: "..."

Alastor didn't say anything, but his face clearly showed he was watching the show.

To be honest, although it looked like she was greeting someone, the Dragon Girl's emotionless voice was somewhat ridiculous.

At least that's what Alastor thinks.

The devil, as if watching a good show, tapped the ground with his cane.

He suddenly saw ■■■ open her palm, and several small pebbles were lying in her hand.

...Hmm...when did she pick this up?

Always fascinated and curious about everything the Dragon Girl did, Alastor twitched his ear tips with great interest.

“Honey, your 'thief friend' is about to run away.”

It was as if a devil, pressing the fast-forward button at will, was whispering this gloatingly in the ear of the unhurried Eastern sinner.

"It seems like the people you know prefer your wallet?"

Alastor breathed a teasing breath into your ear before dramatically straightening up like an actor.

However, you weren't angry at his instigation; after all, Alastor was just that kind of awful person. This was what you deserved for asking him to come out with you.

...However, due to special circumstances, you cannot leave Alastor alone today.

Although you were reluctant before, and even considered giving up, you have to keep an eye on him today.

Thinking this, you casually curled your fingers and flicked the pebble out of your palm.

Under your and the broadcast demon's gaze, the pebble in your hand seemed to have eyes—

In the blink of an eye, it struck the "old acquaintance" who stole your wallet.

"What the hell is this...! Damn it!"

Accompanied by a burst of furious cursing, the dark figure, whose speech was as rude as every sinner in hell, was sent flying by your attack.

That's new.

Seeing this, Alastor, standing beside you, tilted his head and gave a crisp and decisive evaluation.

I don't know if they're referring to your "new ability" or the female demon who stole your wallet.

"I'm sorry, I didn't control my strength well, it shouldn't have been like this..."

You were wide-eyed, never expecting the other person to fall so badly, and then hurriedly stepped forward to try to help the female demon who had snatched your wallet up.

She was a female criminal with short silver hair, and like most foreign female thugs, she had a lot of makeup on her face.

Black lipstick, dark and exaggerated eyeshadow, nose stud, earrings... nothing was missing.

Perhaps because you ruined her plans, she wasn't looking at you with a friendly expression.

But your gaze merely swept over the beauty mark at the corner of her eye, and then you spoke gently, "I remember your name is Christina, right? I'm not mistaken, am I?"

"That's right, what I mean is, we actually met a long time ago..."

Although you remember it, you subconsciously gesture with your hand in the air, unsure if the other person remembers it.

But the silver-haired witch's expression remained grim...

However, perhaps because your appearance is not common in hell, you quickly saw the change in her eyes from confusion to sudden understanding.

You know she recognized you.

"So what? So what if I remember? My hands can go through everyone's pockets in a day!"

Although she remembered who you were, Christina still said this to you with some impatience.

Because you failed to restrain her, the demoness has already gotten up from the ground cleanly and efficiently.

She patted the dirt off her clothes and looked at you with hostility.

"I'm not so bored as to care about an idiot's name—openly taking out your wallet in Little Devil Castle? What are you thinking?"

Christina said this to you in a sarcastic tone.

Although she is shorter than you, you can still see disdain and deep disgust in her eyes.

"……Well."

You weren't angry at the silver-haired demoness's harsh words.

The sinner from the East looked the other person up and down.

Christina was dressed in an outfit that was quite fitting for hell.

A white inner layer paired with a dark coat, and hot pants that almost completely exposed her buttocks, the silver-haired demoness also wore fishnet stockings underneath...

You remember she never wore clothes like this when she stole your money before.

...After you left Little Devil Castle, she probably didn't encounter anything too bad, right?

You looked at her with some concern, and, unwilling to give up, added, "You really have no recollection of me at all? Actually, this isn't the first time you've stolen my wallet."

"Besides stealing my wallet, you've actually asked me for money under other pretexts..."

"But none of that matters anymore. I did leave Little Devil Castle for a while, but you should still remember me, right?"

Christina: "..."

She didn't ask for money; she was simply committing fraud.

After hearing the strange words of the female sinner in front of him, the silver-haired sinner, who had been wandering the streets of Little Devil Castle for many years, thought he had misheard.

She already felt uncomfortable under the strange, concerned gaze of the female demon in front of her.

But after the other person mentioned that she had taken things from them many times, Christina suddenly felt as if she were being attacked by dead memories.

She used to frequently ask a foolish woman for money.

For some reason, whenever she said she was in trouble, the other party would spew out money like an ATM...

Christina, with a somewhat complicated expression, looked at the "tall female freak" in front of her, whose attire was completely out of place in hell.

Her appearance seemed to gradually overlap with the woman in his memory.

"..."

Although it's good that the ATMs are back, Christina is a little unsure what to say.

"...Oh, so my dear, do you have any jokes you haven't told me yet?"

Just as Christina was trying to suppress the shock in her eyes, the freak who had been standing behind the female demon with an ugly smile suddenly spoke.

"...And who the hell are you, you idiot?!"

Because she didn't like the strange behavior the other party displayed, Christina suddenly tensed up and clenched her bulging wallet, her face showing vigilance.

"..."

"..."

"Oh...hahahaha...I admire your courage, miss."

When you hear Christina's assessment of herself, you are dismissed by Alastor with his cane.

You hear a fleeting tremor of excitement in his usual radio-like tone... but you instinctively feel this isn't a good sign.

Because Alastor seemed to never tolerate any demon that directly challenged him—

Thinking of this, the Dragon Girl expressionlessly grabbed someone's microphone cane and gripped it tightly.

Before the clearly enraged sinner lord could retaliate, she coiled her tail around him.

Alastor: "..."

Alastor: "Sweetheart, I don't like this. You shouldn't restrict my movements..."

Your tail blocked the radio demon's noticeably rising electrical noise.

Alastor's voice faded into the distance, like a backpacker left behind by a car.

In a form that is somewhat powerless and comical.

"Um... I mean..."

After unilaterally resolving the Alastor issue, you tried to act as if nothing had happened and quietly approached Christina.

Try to see if she has any injuries or other marks on her body.

But Christina, who keenly sensed your approach, widened her eyes like a wary wildcat.

She glared at you fiercely, showing no sign of relaxing.