Hell Inn: Rebirth - I Became a Chef in Hell

Chapter 209 Are you just being stubborn? - S01E06

"Do you think I'm the kind of person who would joke around with a chef?"

The broadcast demon raised one eyebrow and looked at you mockingly.

"From the moment we met, everything that happened between us felt like a huge joke."

Faced with Alastor's usual ambiguous glibness, you didn't hesitate to shut him down with his other jokes, saying, "If you're unhappy with my concealment, then I can tell you the results I got in advance."

After you said that, you saw Wendigo raise his eyebrows at just the right moment.

'He's waiting right here.'

"..."

"...Our little princess's journey to heaven is not going well."

Feeling rather speechless, you summed it up in this rather irritable way.

Alastor, realizing that you probably knew something before you spoke, remained silent after hearing your statement, which was essentially a declarative statement.

He simply raised his eyebrows casually, indicating that he understood.

you:"……"

Seeing his somewhat disappointed expression, you, who never expected that a certain sinner lord would express all his emotions solely through his expressive eyebrows, suddenly found yourself unable to hold back.

"Weren't you supposed to be the father of the Hell Princess? Pay a little more attention, huh? Inn manager?"

You stared intently at Alastor, whose mind was starting to wander again, as if you were on your way to meet the King of Hell.

"You went to all that trouble back then, were you just trying to spite His Highness Lucifer?"

"..."

After you said the word "angry," you saw Alastor visibly choke up on the spot.

You see Wendigo's lower eyelid twitch unnaturally a few times before returning to normal.

The broadcasting demon's voice first emitted a chaotic sound, seemingly adjusting a frequency, followed by a deliberately amplified canned laugh...

You mimicked the old gentleman, raising one eyebrow with a half-smile.

“Oh… listen, darling, Shirley is an adult now.”

Alastor walked gracefully to your side, then put his arm around your shoulder with feigned satisfaction, giving you an exaggeratedly advising look: "Didn't you say before that maybe we should let our little princess do it? Hmm? What do you think?"

you:"……"

You were actually thinking of telling Alastor that you should change your name to Eavesdropping on the Devil; but why does he want to listen in on your conversation with his real father too...?

And wasn't he on a killing spree at the time?

……

The annoying broadcast of the devil...

Try as you might, you can't win.

"Hmph, but I never expected this trip to paradise to be a success in the first place."

You disdainfully shook off Alastor's overly familiar hand, then reached into your sleeves and looked intently at the little devils rummaging through the ruins.

If you had even a little bit of faith in Shirley's plans for going to heaven, you wouldn't have given her that letter.

The final result was exactly as you expected.

The letter was not only activated... but was eventually even destroyed.

You knew Shirley's journey to heaven wouldn't be smooth sailing, but you certainly didn't expect things to go in the worst possible way.

The Dragon Girl and the Broadcast Demon stood in a corner of the apartment building ruins, watching the Aki family rummaging through the rubble and bricks.

Her expression remained unchanged...

But those who know her well can see an almost unbearable displeasure in her furrowed brows.

"rustle."

"I'm glad to hear what happens next, or... I'll listen with respectful attention? Oh... hahahahaha..."

(The former usually indicates hearing good news, while the latter is a more formal usage.)

With a short burst of static, Alastor, leaning on his cane, said two sentences to you that would sound extremely offensive if placed side by side.

Accompanied by two playful laughs that faded from loud to soft, the demon stretched his body playfully, his eyes narrowing into two thin crescent moons.