Hell Inn: Rebirth - I Became a Chef in Hell

Chapter 99? How did I end up in cahoots with the broadcasting demon?

The provocative song continues.

Alastor is a really nice guy. Every time he sings about his great achievements, he includes you in the lyrics, completely disregarding your life or death and your face that's as black as the bottom of a pot.

At first, you thought that Alastor hadn't said anything too outrageous, so you might as well let him do whatever he wanted.

You can't try to fix your already ruined first impression of Lucifer at a time like this; you have to make a move whether you like it or not.

Until he sang "I really wish I had a child like you" to Xia Li, and pulled you, who was like a stage prop, to sit on the bed he conjured up out of thin air.

you:"?"

The two of you sat on the edge of Shirley's bed like an unmarried couple, and Alastor even patted Shirley on the head like a puppy.

……

Your tired eyes finally shifted from astonishment to shock.

You know that Alastor, who has a terrible personality but is a gentleman in public, is very brave. There is no one in this hell that he is afraid of. At most, he will be wary of some demons that threaten him.

Most of the time, he interprets other people's anger towards him as "You broke down because of a few words, you are pathetic and useless," and stands on the moral high ground to laugh at the other person loudly.

But you really didn't expect that he had become so audacious as to overstep his bounds and presume to act in front of Lucifer, the King of Hell.

The sinner from the East stood behind Alastor with an inscrutable expression.

……

So old, it feels like I've been forced out of my coffin ten years after I died.

Lividity and rigor mortis not only cover your body, but also spread boundlessly to your brain.

You're internally calculating how to completely save the Broadcast Demon from Lucifer's grasp if he gets angry, instead of saving it piece by piece.

"Some people also say that whenever you feel stressed?"

"The power of pure angels is truly incomparable!"

"And this person happens to be your blood relative!?"

The sight of Lucifer's six wings unfolding was so dazzling that even you, still deep in thought, couldn't help but cast your gaze upon the golden, childlike King of Hell.

...What an innocent angel! You thought he would tear a sinful lord to pieces the moment he was offended.

It was a very simple thing, but he insisted on having a singing contest with the arrogant debater Alastor, and the contest got more and more heated.

Not knowing what expression to make, you stood there, staring at Lucifer, who looked like he was about to vomit blood.

"Unfortunately, even biological parents aren't always considerate enough?"

"Everyone says that only the family you choose can truly be a two-way journey?"

Then, Alastor, who was eager to add fuel to the fire for Lucifer, grabbed your hand and made a gesture to hug Shirley in front of him.

Replacing one father's position isn't enough; it seems the audacious broadcaster from Hell wants to drag you down and replace Shirley's mother as well.

...That won't do!

"What a bunch of trash! Nameless sinner lords and vagrants under the bridge!"

You were forced to "perform" this song with him, and you were just about to use a grappling technique to pin Alastor down when you were suddenly blasted away by some unknown liquid.

The moment you were swept away by that unknown liquid, you felt a sudden emptiness in your heart and gripped Alastor's arm tightly, your breath catching in your throat for a moment.

Accompanied by a sudden wave of "fear," you let out a soft "ho" without caring about your facial expressions. For your own reasons, you stood there stunned for a few seconds.

By the time you recover from your heart palpitations, Alastor, who was several steps ahead of you, has already rushed over, laughing angrily, to wrest control of the entire song from Lucifer.

Although it's rare to see the broadcasting demon in such a hurry, you can't say anything right now. You just stand there silently and use your own fire to quickly dry the liquid on your body that seems to be champagne.

"Is it better than the pathetic King of Hell attacking a lady?"

"You two are in cahoots!?"

"Can you get out of my song list??"

"Your song!? I started singing it first!?"

"I'm starting to sing now! I'm going to finish it!!"

"Oh, you poor thing...!"

……

"Boom."

"Boom."

"Boom."

You stand still, listening intently to your own heartbeat, so different from any other being, your face looking paler than ever before.

"...■■■, are you alright?"

Just then, Vicky, who was outside the battlefield of the song, ran towards you first.

She gently lifted your long hair from the ground with her hand, her expression worried and anxious.

At the same time, the white-haired sinner even rubbed his finger on the liquid remaining on your neck and sniffed it.

"Shirley's dad used champagne, you should be alright, right?"

She asked you somewhat uneasily.

"I'm fine, don't worry, I was just a little dazed just now."

With an even deeper look of exhaustion on your face, you brushed the stray strands of hair that had just been singed behind your ear, turned your head to Vicky with a reassuring smile, and said gently.

You looked a little unsteady, but with Vicky's help, you regained your footing. You were relieved that Shirley hadn't noticed anything unusual about you, while wondering why Lucifer thought you were in cahoots with Alastor.

You were clearly trying to keep your distance from him the whole time... Although you are indeed in cahoots with Alastor, you're not the kind of "cahoots" he imagines you to be!

"I'm so sorry, thankfully Shirley didn't see it."

Knowing you can't always rely on Vicky, you look at her with a slightly apologetic gaze.

The somewhat haggard-looking Eastern sinner carefully tried to pull his arm away from the white-haired female demon's support.

But seeing her still trembling tail tip, the white-haired female demon rolled her eyes and firmly pressed down on the other's flailing arm.

"The point is not at all..."

Perhaps it was because you had once again shown that rare look of weakness that caused Vicky to involuntarily frown in response to your apology.

But before she could finish speaking, a woman's voice, far louder and more resonant than the two men's, rang out from the lobby entrance—

She was a petite, plump woman with short blonde hair, a feather headdress, and a short dress.

She casually picked up on the song the two men were arguing over, then pushed open the door and rushed in.

To your astonishment, the other party even threw a handful of pink ribbons at you.

"Who?"

With your left hand almost completely restrained by Vicky, you had no choice but to raise your right hand to remove the curly pink ribbon from your hair.

Although surprised, perhaps due to exhaustion, the Eastern Sinner's face remained expressionless, as was his usual trait.

"...Is it someone one of us knows?"

Vicky, who seemed to be taking care of you as if you were a patient, took off all the pink ribbons hanging on your corners, her expression a mixture of confusion, speechlessness, and wariness.

"Fortunately, the other party was a woman."

Because of what had happened in the past, the white-haired female demon suddenly added a sentence quietly.

Because if a man had brazenly kicked open the inn's door and interrupted Xia Li's meeting with her father, he would have already been dragged out by the authorities.

And it's also possible that they'll be forked out piece by piece.

……

Later, you learn from the unexpected guest's singing that the person's name is Mimz.

You're unsure whether to call her "mimzy" or "mimzy," but to be on the safe side, you decide to call her "mimzy."

Why are you all just standing there like idiots?

Is it because I'm too cute?

Perhaps because the demons in the inn didn't react to her at all, the voluptuous and sexy petite woman stood there and gave you a flirtatious wink.

"Yes, ma'am."

Having recovered considerably, you put your hands behind your back and replied to the other person's words in a serious and earnest tone.

But when you say the other person is cute, all the demons except Alastor will turn their attention to you.

"Are you fucking serious?"

Angel, speaking in unison with Hesker whose expression seemed off, revealed a hint of disdain.

"...But that's not what I meant."

"Me too!"

Vicky and Shirley were the first to make a statement.

"Uh...this lady isn't my type, I'm backing out!"

Pantheon silently slid a step back.

Lucifer didn't speak; the King of Hell, with his eyes wide open, looked like a child sulking.

...But his eyes looked rather complicated.

"I'm serious." All girls are lovely.

You made a solemn vow without ever saying the last sentence.

"Oh~ you're so cute! Do you want my contact information, my dear sweet and spicy beauty?"

Perhaps because you picked up on her words, Mimz, whose language is always sweet, blew you a kiss.

"If possible, then naturally the best... uh!"

"She's very likable, isn't she? I think so too~"

Before you could agree, Angel and Hesk suddenly grabbed your tail and pulled you toward them, while Alastor stepped forward without making a sound, blocking your path and interrupting your speech in an excited and emotional voice.

you:"?"

Alastor, ignoring your angry glare: "Mimuz~!"

The radio demon, whose tone had begun to curve at the end, now sounded like a "sister" greeting a long-lost friend.

"Alastor~ Sweetie~ Baby face! It's so nice to see you! How have you been? Are you doing well? Yes, I'm doing great!"

……

One second you're shocked that Alastor has a baby face, the next you're stunned that Alastor and Mimz are hugging each other tightly.

That's great. The number of times you've been shocked today is almost equal to the number of times you've been shocked all year.

Unfortunately, your time to think didn't last long, because you were dragged away by Hesker and Angel, who moved with lightning speed, for a lecture.

"Hey, listen up, you stupid girl, you need to change that idiotic personality of yours, where you fawn over other women like they're your ATMs!"

With a dark expression on his face, Hesk grabbed your collar and said this in a voice filled with suppressed anger.

"You have no idea what kind of demon she is!"

"But maybe they just need my help to get back on track..."

You stubbornly but quietly retorted, being pulled by the tail.

"Fantastic! Turns out our inn has two silly girls from different places!"

*A devastating and dejected complaint)

"...Does your brain run away or what the hell when you see someone of the same sex?! You bitch! You better take care of yourself! If I didn't know you, I wouldn't be saying any of this to you!"

Seeing you like this, Angel, who felt like he couldn't find peace even if he died and came back to life, was furious. He poked your chest hard with his finger in exasperation.

"A guy like you was picked up by the Hell Princess purely because of sheer luck! You should be grateful for your good fortune, not fucking become an ATM for all men! In every sense of the word!"

“Alastor seems to know that lady. Look, she even called the broadcast devil a baby-faced person! ...Speaking of which, Alastor has a baby face? I didn't see it. Did you guys see it?”

You try to struggle, but you know that struggling and resisting are futile.

"Don't try to change the subject! And with such a rigid method! Even that red-haired madman was more flexible than you when he was pretending to believe that sinners can go to heaven!"

……

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