Hell Inn: Rebirth - I Became a Chef in Hell

Chapter 50 Demonic Birth, Part 89: Disappointments Abound, But One Day I Will Kill You All

"If you ask me, you've really made this crappy internet-famous shop lose all face."

Billies, who seemed to have already cleaned his mouth of food, patted his round belly and spoke sarcastically.

"I swear, one bite of your dessert is worth at least ten of theirs—"

"Dear customer, bringing food from outside the store into our shop is not allowed."

Just then, a familiar voice suddenly interrupted Billies's praise of you.

Oh dear, it finally happened.

With your fingers interlaced under your chin, you glance calmly at the restaurant manager standing beside you. You see no anger or other emotion on his face.

But after his gaze swept over your empty food box, a hint of disdain and contempt appeared on his face.

"So, what's the story behind the demon sisters who left here earlier eating cake, and the Baphomet family who brought their child in and ate donuts?"

To avoid such a thing, you had already carefully observed your surroundings. You turned your head and stared lazily at the middle-aged male criminal with antelope horns in front of you.

But you asked this question simply to confirm whether the other party is targeting you.

"Oh, it's normal that you don't know that, but we have different rules and regulations for different guests."

Faced with your unwavering questioning, the middle-aged male criminal in front of him visibly hesitated for a moment, but he quickly resumed his arrogant demeanor.

"Our establishment operates under a system that requires us to provide you with service far superior to that of other criminals. In return, our customers are not allowed to bring food from outside into our establishment."

……

You were almost amused by what the manager said.

Higher quality service?

Is it racial discrimination or your foie gras that's been fried into a pile of dog shit?

"Oh, wow, where did you come from, you blind bastard? Believe me or not, I'll blow your head off right now!"

At this moment, the protective Billy pulled out his usual gun and waved it at the manager with an unfriendly expression.

After seeing Billy speak and threaten him, the manager, who had looked down on the little devil the whole time, remained unfazed and spoke in a flippant tone.

"I never thought that such a lowly creature from Little Devil Castle would actually have the chance to eat in Pride Ring. Go ahead and try shooting me. I'd like to see how many cigarettes you can smoke in the Pride Ring prison."

The seemingly refined manager spoke in a blatantly vulgar manner, and you, who have always disliked this type of speech, almost lost control of your emotions for a moment.

"Watch your words. I don't know how to address you, but instead of making fun of your guest and giving other demons a reason to laugh at you, you should hurry up and give me a solution."

Your cold voice choked Billy's swear words that were already on the tip of his tongue.

You glanced at the sinner manager standing beside you, whose tail, which had been swaying quietly behind you, now twitched twice in the air in frustration.

"I know that shops in hell don't care about bad reviews, but I suggest you leave yourself a way out."

After the Eastern Sinner finished speaking, the Sinner Manager inexplicably felt a chill run down his spine.

Although the demon in front of him did nothing, he inexplicably felt a fear of being watched by something indescribable.

The sudden fear shook him to his core and made his legs go weak, but when he glanced around frantically, trying to find the thing that terrified him, the fear that had come from nowhere suddenly vanished without a trace.

The manager, who initially thought it was his imagination, quickly became angry at the woman who had said those words. He narrowed his eyes and glanced at the woman who remained expressionless, saying, "Given that you are first-time offenders and that you are distinguished guests, we only fine those who bring food into the venue. Please pay an additional two thousand dollars in fines when you settle your bill."

"...Hey! You guys are basically...!"

Millie, who had been furious ever since the manager came to cause trouble, spoke up in response to the manager's unfair behavior.

But before she finished speaking, you waved to her, your expression unchanged, indicating that she should sit down.

"Can……!"

"It's nothing, I understand, but is there anything else that you specifically stayed here for?"

Faced with the manager's deliberate harassment and an obviously unreasonable fine, you waved to the manager beside you, showing no emotional fluctuation, indicating that he could leave.

Perhaps seeing that you had no reaction or expression, and even your calm attitude, the manager, who had already decided that you were an easy target, raised an eyebrow at you and said in a light tone, "In addition, you also ordered a special dish. Due to the special nature of the special dish, if you leave before the special dish is served, you will need to pay double the penalty."

"Okay, is there anything else?"

Unexpectedly, after he said those words, your expression remained calm and unmoved. The manager, who had failed to get the reaction he wanted from you, gave you an unpleasant look and finally left dejectedly.

The conversation between you and the manager was going so fast that the little devils of IMP didn't realize what was happening until the sinners around you started murmuring gloating laughter.

"This...this is so unfair! This is clearly targeting us! If they said they would treat us specially, why didn't they say so from the beginning?! And this is our first time here, how can they treat guests like this?!"

The most reasonable Moses was the first to say this to you.

"This store is targeting you, and nothing you say will make a difference."

Faced with Moses's indignation, you calmly tucked your pearwood food box into your sleeve.

The Eastern sinner, who had just been humiliated almost openly, didn't seem angry or upset, acting like an emotionless robot.

But Moses felt that even if you were a clay figure, being molded like this would make you furious.

But instead of getting angry, you even managed to tidy up the things on the table with ease.

"This is blatantly an unfair contract term. Does this store think we're idiots?"

Millie, who looked so angry that her hair was practically standing on end, was about to bang on the table again, but after thinking it over carefully, she crossed her arms and sat back down in her original seat, still feeling resentful.

"Oh... even though you're a pushover, if you just ask, I can blow up everyone here for you for free."

Billy, who had long been unable to hold back, put on sunglasses and wiped his gun with a napkin.

When he said he would help you solve everyone's problems, he didn't even ask you for money... so you can guess he was probably serious.

"Do the people at your inn know that you're being bullied like this outside?"

Perhaps seeing that you didn't react, Billy, seemingly a little unwilling, asked you another question.

"This doesn't even qualify as bullying."

You shrugged, seemingly unconcerned about what had happened earlier.

"..."

What are you thinking about? Are you alright?

Although she didn't understand what you were thinking, Viya, who was also angry, sat opposite you and stared at you.

She has been your pen pal for some time now.

Viya certainly knows you're not the kind of spineless person who'll be easily manipulated—but what's happening right now is still a bit beyond her tolerance.

This is the first time she's ever wanted you, who are usually so calm, to retaliate directly, instead of quietly waiting for the tide to recede like this.

Noticing Viya's puzzled look, you, who had almost finished clearing the table, looked up at her with a bit of a laugh: "This matter was something that would be impossible to resolve if it got out of hand, and it would make everyone look bad."

"This is the Arrogance Ring. This meal was ordered for us by that mysterious person. We may make a scene for the sake of momentary pleasure, but such petty squabbles will only embarrass the mysterious person who secured this spot for us."

As you said this, you lazily wiped your hands with a napkin.

Perhaps you are indeed behaving as if you want to let this matter pass—

Are you kidding me? How could you possibly let this go like this?

You're not killing him outright just because you can't do it openly. Are you going to put up with racial discrimination? You're not stupid.

Popular online restaurants attract a lot of attention and have high exposure. If you make a move at this time, it will not only easily cause trouble for Xia Li's inn, but also easily get Viya's father into trouble.

This isn't a question of whether we have guts or not; it's just that taking open action right now would damage the interests of many people.

That's why you said this isn't a trivial matter that can be resolved on a whim, nor is it a small problem that can be solved by killing everyone.

You just feel sorry that middle-aged men are hard to swallow... but this restaurant and those noisy sinners might still have some redeeming qualities.

Right now, you feel they can laugh, mock you, and say silly things that make people laugh out loud.

The more foolish the demons of hell are, the happier you are when you intervene.

People from China live by the philosophy of "I will not offend others unless they offend me."

After all, you feel that doing these things now, as it is the last moment of their lives, is already a luxury.

You just hope that these people will be as happy as they are today when you come knocking on their door one by one, skinning them alive and putting them on the chopping board.

Demons are rarely happy, but one day you will kill them all.

Thinking this, you glanced at your fingernails indifferently.

"..."

Viya, who was still trying to conceal her identity, clearly thought of your concerns when you mentioned the mysterious person who reserved seats for you.

Thus, the little witch, who probably understood better than you what could happen if she acted impulsively, silently lowered her head and remained silent.

Seeing that the other person is so reasonable, you suddenly find it difficult to speak.

It would be a lie to say I didn't feel sorry for her during that day, which was like a rollercoaster of emotions.

But since you didn't say anything after actively drawing the eye of the storm onto yourself, she naturally couldn't say anything either.

However, the little devils of IMP have no idea about your inner thoughts, nor do they know that you've already started plotting to destroy this store.

The three little devils had seemed carefree and happy throughout the journey, but after this incident, even they were no longer happy.

They seem to have decided that you are an easy target, but because you have been kind to them all day and handled things properly, they just don't understand why you should put up with this.

Especially Billies.

As someone who sees your strength most clearly and understands best that you are hiding your unfathomable power at this moment, he finds it incomprehensible.

He knows you're powerful enough to overturn everything, yet you still have to suffer this injustice in the end. It's a bit absurd for him, this vengeful little devil.

"Hey you……"

“??——”

But just as he was frowning, about to say something to you, a burst of powerful music suddenly started playing.