Hell Inn: Rebirth - I Became a Chef in Hell

Chapter 267 A Gift - S01E07

"...First of all, Ms. Rosie, this is a small token of our appreciation from Princess Hell. Please accept it."

As Rosie closed the door and sat down in a chair in the room, you took a box out of your sleeve.

The box was made of metal and engraved with apple and crown patterns.

This is the box you asked Shirley for a long time ago; at your insistence, the little guy went to the trouble of leaving the royal mark on it.

You combined your mystical arts with magic from hell, ultimately giving these boxes more capacity.

"Please forgive my abruptness and rudeness, but Shirley and I started working on these things a long time ago, and today we finally found the opportunity to present these small gifts to you."

"Although our inn manager has promised you that you and your town can freely enjoy the angel's corpse... I must say, this is war."

"If this is all the compensation is, it is impolite of you. Please allow me to apologize to you."

Meeting Rosie's surprised gaze, you bowed slightly to the beautiful and generous cannibal lady to express your apology.

"This box contains approximately eight thousand human corpses." After apologizing, you said with a cold but serious expression.

The sinner from the East politely rolled up his sleeve with one hand and opened the other hand toward the box, saying, "I said this is just a small gift because in your country, about nine thousand people died every day."

“I spent a little time picking out the different races from these people.”

"To ensure the quality of the body, here is the classification of the body in this box. Please take a look."

While the ogre lord covered his mouth, you once again pulled out a very elegant piece of paper from your sleeve and handed it to him.

"Please don't worry about the source of the bodies; I have my own supply channels... However, I think the reason you haven't raised this question is probably because someone has already given you information about it."

“Of course, there are some details I still need to tell you,” you cleared your throat slightly, “Due to the preservation methods, only about five thousand of these human corpses are relatively intact and fresh, while the other three thousand are about sixty percent or more well preserved.”

"To ensure a different taste and flavor for you and your residents, most of these corpses are vegetarians..."

"Of course, because of my personal little quirk, many of them are of Japanese descent in America and so-called pure-blooded Japanese... Their meat is often tender, with fine fibers and mild fat, making them top-quality ingredients for cooking. I believe you will like their flavor."

As she said this, the dragon girl narrowed her eyes with a happy expression, and her tail swished behind her.

"Since they are gifts, I mostly selected relatively well-preserved corpses... Of course, there are also a few interesting ones who committed crimes but ultimately escaped the law. I think they might be going to heaven, so I included them as extra gifts, just as a small Easter egg for you as reinforcements."

After saying all this, you didn't look at Rosie's expression, but instead pulled out a high-quality card from your other sleeve, printed with a radio and a strange creature's skull.

A hint of disdain flashed across your eyes, as if simply seeing anything related to a certain male demon made you feel uncomfortable all over.

"I don't know if that noisy broadcaster gave you this."

You calmly placed the card on the table, then slowly slid your finger toward Rosie's location.

As you entered, the ogre lord had already invited you to sit down...

But you might think that this is unnecessary.

“Oh—isn’t this the membership card for ‘Interstellar Broadcaster’? Several gentlemen in my territory, along with their ladies, rave about it!”

Rosie, who was noticeably more enthusiastic or familiar than before, picked up the card on the table and looked at it.

The older, witty, and carefree female demon actually seems to like the gift you just gave her even more than you thought.

But this "battle-hardened" sinner lord behaved with both grace and restraint, and even her surprise was tinged with a light and pleasing air of nobility.

"I heard it was created by Alastor and that ghost of the Arrogance Ring together? Oh~ that's truly enviable!"

The woman covered her mouth with her hand and giggled, like a true lady gossiping with a friend.

"What a charming gentleman! He always manages to seize opportunities that many people dream of... Lucky old Alastor, but no wonder he wasn't interested in those territories I mentioned that needed managing!"

"My lady, do you also think it's because his appetite has been getting bigger and bigger?"

She smiled, her eyes crinkling, and gracefully propped her head up with one hand.

“I don’t really care about that. I just think it would be terrible if he knew you but didn’t give you a VIP card.”

You tried to avoid the topic of the broadcasting demon, only quickly commenting, "I hope this talkative broadcaster didn't tell you that I also have an investment in this restaurant... so consider this VIP card another token of my sincerity with the Princess of Hell."

As the sinner from the East spoke, he straightened up.

"With this card, you can call the corresponding number to invite the chef from 'Interstellar Broadcaster' to cook for you."

"Similarly, this card is a symbol of your identity."

"With this card, you can enter and exit our restaurant for free and enjoy the highest level of service for one hundred hell years."

"And you can bring up to 3-4 companions with you to sit in the highest-level area."

"...As for future updates, I'm sure the broadcaster will inform you." You raised your voice slightly, trying to make it sound less flat. "Also, there's something very important, for example—"

"Please judge me by what I actually do, and don't believe too much of what the broadcast devil says. Although you may like him, you must know what kind of person he is. He... he talks shit about everyone behind their backs."

You hesitated for a moment, but ultimately used a slightly rude expression.

"..."

"Oh...hahaha...hahahahaha!"

After listening to your entire speech, Rosie was not angry or dissatisfied; instead, she burst into exaggerated laughter.

The ogre lord's laughter, which could even be described as hearty, made you frown slightly in confusion.

“Honestly, my dear! Earlier on, I was really curious why Alastor never brought you to see me, after all, this broadcaster you mentioned is a gentleman who loves to show off—”

"But as it turns out, if I had been the one who first met you, I probably wouldn't have introduced a lady like you to anyone else."

Rosie jokingly said this while affectionately taking your hand like a true elder.

She looked the polite and well-mannered Eastern sinner up and down, as if she were scrutinizing a child she liked very much.

"I must say, miss, you have truly impressed me!"

"Just as Alastor once told me... for example, your way of doing things always makes people forget your age—"

The ogre lord smiled and narrowed his eyes slightly at you, as if deep in thought about some demonic idea.

“I’m very curious, miss.”

"Or rather, I can't wait to find out!"

"How many surprises can a foreign sinner, whom even an old fox like me who has known me for many years cannot find fault with, bring me?"

"Now, we can get down to business, my dear—"

"What exactly do you want to talk to me about in this private meeting?"

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I've started a new project, hehe.

It's the fast-food rule-based strange tale literature I mentioned before.

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The 1985 Puppy story will be back soon, and the Broadcast Emperor Deer will be a regular addition to the team! The Rules of the Strange Tales story is horror-themed, but it will be super friendly to fans of Paradise, 3V, and official pairings. Please take good care of my two new stories! (ˊ?ˋ*)