Hell Inn: Rebirth - I Became a Chef in Hell

Chapter 158 A Day in the Life of an Unknown Person - S01E06



Chapter 158 A Day in the Life of an Unknown Person - S01E06

It was almost afternoon when I woke up again in the dirty and messy rented room.

Christina, exhausted and with her hair a mess, decided to go downstairs to buy some drinks.

...She dreamed of that damned woman again, like a boar that dreams of its crush in the morning.

There's not much food at home.

When Rami broke up with her, he took all her belongings and then ran off with her damn ex-boyfriend.

"Zizi-"

"Zizi-"

"...Fuck your fucking idiot..."

Looking at the slurring vending machine in front of her, covered in graffiti of genitals, Christina muttered a curse under her breath.

"Damn it...go back and lick your abusive boyfriend's ass properly..."

The bad thing is that whenever she has free time, she thinks about her past relationships, which would be a laughing stock even in hell.

But when she thought about how she had foolishly given her ex-girlfriend a lot of money in order to get her to leave her abusive ex-boyfriend, Christina's temples throbbed with anger.

However, the vending machine in front of her clearly wasn't going to give her any face.

After swallowing a coin from the silver-haired sinner, the seemingly worn-out vending machine only operated for a few seconds before giving up and going on strike.

"No...no no no no! That's my last damn coin!"

Furious and spitting, Christina irritably swept her bangs back and then angrily punched the vending machine several times.

But it's clear that machines don't listen to humans—at least the machines in hell do.

Christina stared at the machine for a long time with her bloodshot eyes, but in the end she couldn't bring herself to do it.

After all, most of the machines in the Pride Ring are 3V... even Castlevania.

Damn it, those damned sinful lords are everywhere.

Thinking this, Christina, full of resentment, touched her pocket.

But just then, an expensive-looking wallet suddenly fell into her hand.

Christina was clearly stunned after feeling its heavy weight.

After a moment of silence, she calmly put the wallet back in her pocket.

The somewhat dejected, silver-haired sinner rummaged through his pockets for a long time before finally pulling out a few crumpled banknotes.

In addition, there were several pieces of scrap paper that someone had given her, which only those with the Greed Ring could use.

...Which idiot managed to get the banknotes issued by the Ring Lord into the Ring of Pride?

The demon's face, contorted with disdain and disgust, gleamed with an eerie color under the vending machine's lights.

Unfortunately, Christina's gaze did not linger on the cheap drinks, but instead moved to the cheapest item in the vending machine.

She had enough money in her pocket to last another week, but enjoying herself now was more important... After all, she'd dreamt of that haunting woman again, she...

"Hey! Long time no see, you bitch!"

Just as Christina made up her mind to have some fun, a familiar male voice suddenly rang out behind her.

Her buttocks, clad in loose overalls, were slapped hard by a large hand.

So, in just one exchange, Christina angrily grabbed the other's hand before it could be pulled back and slammed it to the ground.

“…Phoebe, I’m going to cut off your filthy hand and use it for masturbation.”

The silver-haired sinner, like a guillotine, mercilessly trampled on the male demon's head on the ground.

She smiled sinisterly and pulled a dagger from her waist, twirling it in her hand for a moment.

The man trampled under the feet of the female demon was a male sinner who looked like a hyena.

Although Christina was still trampling on him, she grinned nonchalantly.

He was accompanied by a "man" whose head had been replaced by a sheep skull.

The skull, without a neck for support, floated leisurely in the air.

He was dressed in a black motorcycle outfit, as if he had just come back from a ride.

"Fast, you're not gay, so why do you keep following this idiot?"

Christina, who had just sat down on the hyena sinner, gave him another kick out of impatience.

She casually reached out her hand to the sinner known as Fast, as if asking for something.

"You already called him an idiot, and you still used the word 'and' with me?"

The male criminal with the deep voice somehow managed to express his "disgust" with his skull.

He casually pulled a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, then took one out and tossed it to Christina.

"What a fucking stingy person..."

Perhaps because the other party only gave her one cigarette, Christina, with a slightly disdainful tone, took the already lit cigarette and put it in her mouth to smoke.

"I want it too..." "You want your mother! Go fuck your mother, you dead homosexual!!"

Before Phoebe, the hyena sinner, could finish speaking, Christina stomped on her, causing her to scream in agony.

"...Do I need to remind you that you're also gay?"

Fast, his voice deep, spewed blue flames from his skull and chuckled lazily, "And Phoebe is bisexual, he always emphasizes that."

The male criminal, dressed in a black motorcycle suit, nimbly bypassed Phoebe, who was still screaming on the ground, and slowly leaned against the vending machine next to him, lighting a cigarette and starting to smoke.

"I should go fuck my mom too! Even though I have no damn idea where she is!"

Upon hearing this, Christina angrily exhaled a puff of smoke and cursed, "Since she gave birth to a scumbag like me, shouldn't she go to hell too?"

The silver-haired sinner gave a self-deprecating sneer, "Just like Phoebe always insists she's bisexual, it's incredibly stupid."

"Hey!!" "If you fucking say another word, I'll chop you into a human pig and take you to the porn studio in Valentino, and tell them you're a Fiji cup with a hole and a dick!"

"..."

"You really do accept anyone who comes your way."

Faced with Christina's almost brutal remarks, Fast, who stood by and watched coldly, seemed to have no intention of expressing his own opinion.

Because it was a skull, every time he took a puff of his cigarette, thick white smoke would continuously seep out from the holes in his skull.

At this moment, apart from Phoebe continuing to ramble on and on about random things, Christina and Fast both fell into a long silence.

"..."

"Tina, I've actually wanted to know for a long time... where does your money come from?"

"I found a wallet in your pants pocket earlier!"

Perhaps unable to bear the silence, Phoebe, who had been used as a cushion by Christina, started making a loud fuss, unwilling to be left out.

"None of your business?" Christina frowned and replied impatiently without turning her head.

"Ha! With skills as bad as yours! You'll probably only be able to steal the strange woman's wallet from that bakery, right?"

Phoebe, seemingly unconcerned about how unhappy Christina was, continued with a grin.

"Hey buddy! I have to say, that woman is really stupid, isn't she?"

"..."

"..."

"That woman with the strange name used to keep giving you money, but in the end, didn't you give all of it to Rami?"

Completely oblivious to the awkward silence that had fallen, Phoebe continued enthusiastically—

Or perhaps, it was the cooling atmosphere that excited him so much.

"But who would have thought, haha! Just thinking about your little girlfriend using the money you swindled to support her abusive boyfriend makes me want to laugh!"

The hyena sinner's eyes were morbidly slanted.

While shouting in his high-pitched voice, he suddenly reached out and shoved Christina, who was sitting on him, away.

"You're so stupid! Stupid enough to believe that someone in hell would love you—I know you're an idiot... but none of that matters!"

"I really didn't expect that there would be idiots in hell who would believe something like 'After I break up with someone, I'll run away with you'!"


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