Hell Inn: Rebirth - I Became a Chef in Hell

Chapter 141 Shirley, You're an Apple Cream Puppy - S01E06 (Under construction for 1 week)

After gesturing to the shape you know all too well, the originally cheerful Shirley suddenly slumped down, like a balloon that had been punctured by a needle.

Sensing the unease and disappointment mixed with excitement emanating from the other person, you shook your head, then slowly reached out and gently tapped the tip of their nose.

The dragon girl's slightly lowered eyelashes trembled gently, like butterfly wings concealing the golden forsythia.

The red line under the eyes of the Eastern sinner should have possessed a captivating beauty, after all, this is hell.

But when those red lines were imprinted under her pale eyes, they carried an eerie compassion and gentleness.

But when the Dragon Girl raised her eyes, the red thread made her gaze appear wicked.

"Fool...you know perfectly well I won't blame you."

Perhaps because Shirley's reaction was too cautious, you couldn't help but smile at her.

However, due to your worry about not being able to go along, the smile on your face didn't last very long.

"...Don't worry about the inn, but there's one thing you must remember after you get to Heaven."

“Shirley Morningstar, you are the princess of hell.”

The Eastern sinner, his smile fading, stared into the blonde woman's bloodshot, hopeful eyes, speaking slowly and deliberately.

“You have a pure heart, you have never intentionally hurt anyone, you don’t need to apologize to anyone, and you are not inferior to anyone.”

"You must remember what you think—you just need Heaven to give Hell a second chance, a chance for a bad person who is willing to change to go to Heaven."

"Your idea that everyone has a chance to go to heaven doesn't mean that 'even the most heinous criminals should be redeemed,' but rather that you should give those who want to atone their sins a chance."

"I know what I'm saying might differ from your thoughts, but you need to understand that this interview isn't as easy or simple as you might imagine. Therefore, our arguments must withstand scrutiny and questioning—"

"Your Highness, I know I may be speaking in a serious tone, but this is a rare opportunity, and I hope you can achieve a good result."

"When chatting with angels, you must not get caught up in their arguments and panic. You must stand firm in your own beliefs, instead of trying to prove them or getting angry, okay?"

The dragon girl's voice was gentle and deep as she gently tidied the blonde woman's hair, which was disheveled from excitement, and her slightly crooked bow tie.

"You must keep a clear head. No matter what difficulties you encounter, I will be here waiting for you. No matter what happens, I will work with you to find a solution."

"My little princess... I hope you have a good time in heaven."

Despite possessing no magic, Shirley felt as if her anxiety had been soothed by a pair of invisible, gentle hands while listening to ■■■ speak.

Shirley loves every moment with ■■■.

Because the presence of the Dragon Girl always gives her a sense of security that no matter what happens, it can be resolved, and any difficulties or problems can be discussed and solved.

Therefore, when the incident happened, probably no one could blame Shirley, who felt like the sky was falling at the time.

After all, no one wants to lose such a reliable companion.

Looking at the dragon girl who had returned to her side, the blonde woman with bright eyes nodded her head vigorously like a puppy.

"Okay! I listen to you!"

"My little pumpkin, my beautiful, dear little princess... No matter what happens, I will stand by your side and help you without hesitation."

Seeing how obedient the other party was, the dragon girl chuckled.

She cupped Xia Li's beautiful and delicate face in her hands, her golden eyes curving into a melting spring-like smile of affection.

"Don't forget the speech notes I prepared for you and the letter to be given to Heaven."

"……Whoa whoa!"

Upon hearing this, the blonde woman, who seemed particularly excited, immediately and hurriedly pulled a folded piece of paper from her pocket.

Upon seeing the crease on the letter she always carried with her, Xia Li's expression noticeably contorted, just like her father's.

But you covered your mouth with your sleeve and laughed, "Darling, don't worry... This letter will not only stay with you, but it won't be damaged either, relax."

Before the Dragon Girl finished speaking, the crumpled letter straightened up, looking just like a card with an iron frame.

But as soon as Shirley caught the letter, it immediately regained its original docile texture, lying softly and obediently in the girl's hand.

"See?"

You deliberately winked at Shirley, whose eyes were sparkling.

Upon seeing this, Shirley, who always seemed like a child in front of you, immediately cheered and jumped for joy.

She wrapped her arms around your neck without any hesitation, tightening her grip while making excited "ee-ee" sounds, like a puppy that doesn't need any logic but is about to explode with joy.

You hugged her back and gently stroked the top of her head with your hand.

The dragon girl's gaze deliberately swept over the formally wrapped letter in Xia Li's hand, a dark and ambiguous glint flashing in her eyes.

"Shirley? I knew you'd be here... Oh!"

Just then, a familiar voice interrupted your embrace with Shirley.

Vicky, who seemed to have searched for Shirley for a long time, was standing at the kitchen doorway at this moment.

The white-haired demon's initially anxious face softened into one of doting affection and helplessness upon seeing her lover safe and sound.

But before she could say anything more, the dragon girl's long tail had already wrapped around the white-haired sinner standing at the kitchen door.

"Uh... Hey! Wait a minute! I...!"

Ignoring Vicky's anxious cries, you turned and, with one hand on Shirley and the other on Vicky, sent the two female demons into the portal in the inn's lobby.

Flowing clouds and flowing water, all in one go.

"Wait……!"

Seeing that Vicky hadn't given up, the large amount of luggage that you had lifted with your magic landed neatly beside Shirley and Vicky, and the former's hand had now firmly grasped Vicky's.

"So... everyone, wait for my good news?"

Shirley, who seemed both excited and happy, appeared to have no intention of caring whether Vicky lived or died.

She waved enthusiastically to you and the other demons in the inn.

Seeing Vicky cast a pleading look your way, the other demons offered only scattered responses, but you simply stood calmly in place, returning their gazes with a meaningful look—

"Wow."

"..."

The portal, which looked somewhat agitated, closed abruptly.

...Hmm, it seems to shut down immediately after being passed through a specific person? Or is the duration inherently very short?

If it's the former, then it meets your impression of what a portal should be; if it's the latter... well...

The dragon girl narrowed her eyes dangerously.

Since no one was sent to pick up the Princess of Hell, it seems that Hell's status in Heaven is extremely low.

The dragon girl, who was probably plotting something, rubbed her chin with her fingers.

“Look at her, her teeth are showing.”

"so?"

"That's what happens when she's angry! You're such an idiot!"

"...Yes, yes, whatever you want...damn it."

Angel and Heske's undisguised discussion could be heard from afar.

You turned your head indifferently, and after Shunwei moved Neferti aside, you quickly walked towards the Spider Sinner, intending to talk to Angel about the sixteen hours you had been working non-stop.

Of course, you'll also put having a good talk with Alastor on your agenda.

The dragon girl, who was thinking that she should probably talk things out with Alastor, quietly curled her long tail.

Shirley had told her earlier that Alastor might be angry if he didn't return to the inn, but honestly, you think that's less likely than the Earth exploding any second from now.

Everyone here is an adult, and Alastor is most likely using this opportunity to run off and do his own thing.

...Besides, someone who could make Alastor, who seems to have a narcissistic personality disorder, stay away from the base for days, probably hasn't been born yet, right?

The dragon girl shuddered with disgust at her own thoughts.

However, you really should have a talk with Alastor, because you don't want to spend the rest of your life listening to the innkeeper keep nagging about this one thing.

...Perhaps I should invite him to go out with me? I wonder if he would be willing?

The dragon girl, her hands tucked into her sleeves, pondered this.

Just then, a deafening explosion suddenly rang out beside you.

You stare at the inn wall that has been blown open, then glance at the shimmering, rose-pink smoke that is seeping into the inn from the hole.

The fluffy ears hanging beside your ears instantly bristled into fluffy balls of fur in surprise—

"..."

"...Cherry bomb...?"