Hell Inn: Rebirth - I Became a Chef in Hell

Chapter 160 No one can rise like the Broadcast Demon - S01E06

"Even a sinner lord weaker than these three would be enough to make him die like a pig in the street!"

It's not hard for anyone with a discerning eye to see Christina's contempt for "Colwyn".

Like a retired veteran, the easily angered female demon muttered some incoherent grudges, her disdain evident in her words.

"Besides, most sinner lords are 'violent' assets accumulated over many years. Who can become a worthless sinner lord overnight?"

"He'd burn down the old apartment building in Little Devil Castle if he couldn't find the gold. Only a piece of trash like him would do something so stupid..."

"They had originally planned to negotiate, but no one knew they could break up even the most certain agreements..."

"Also, that old apartment building wasn't burned down by Colvin, it was burned down by the Little Devil Mafia—but, Tina, don't you know about the Broadcasting Devil?"

"..."

"……who?"

After hearing Fast's nonsensical remarks, Christina turned around impatiently and asked him this question in an annoyed tone.

"Who is this selfish and terrifying bastard this time?"

She had originally intended to ask the little devil why he burned down the old apartment, and also wanted to say, 'It's because he can break off even the most certain deals that Corvée is like a useless boar.'

But at least for the moment, the title of "radio demon" seemed more appealing to her.

"Oh, so you might have gone to hell during those seven years he disappeared?"

Seeing Christina's genuinely unaware expression, Fast crossed his arms, leaned against the seemingly dilapidated vending machine beside him, and slowly said:

"How interesting. But perhaps you should be glad that the first weirdo you met was ■■■, rather than the Radio Demon."

His tone was so indifferent that it made him seem like he had no will to live, like an office worker who opens his laptop to give his boss an annual report.

"..."

"Damn it, you need a backstory to introduce a psychopathic freak from hell?!"

Unable to bear Fast's volatile temper, the witch immediately widened her eyes and spread her hands in disbelief.

"The broadcast demon appeared out of nowhere in hell."

Fast shrugged indifferently, ignoring Christina's angry outbursts.

Christina, who had at least ten swear words brewing in her mind: "..."

"At first, he was just an unknown nobody."

"But soon, he showed everyone by swiftly slaughtering those notorious criminal lords—"

"What kind of terrifying creature has just entered hell?"

"People often hear the horrific screams of those 'missing' sinful lords on strange radio programs in hell, as if someone is tearing pieces of their flesh off for amusement."

"...Then, the reputation of the Broadcast Demon began to spread like a virus."

"He killed every sinner who dared to disrespect him like a tyrant, tormented the souls who ignored him, until his every radio station was soaked in blood—"

……

"Pfft, that sounds like a self-centered giant baby."

Christina, raising one eyebrow, interrupted Fast, who was speaking with an air of mockery.

The broadcast demon's glorious deeds, summarized in a concise and clear manner, seemed more like a long and arduous torment to the silver-haired female demon.

So much so that she even came up with a vicious yet subtle way of ending it.

Fast was momentarily speechless at the witch's sharp summary.

After a few seconds of silence, Fast met the witch's clearly mocking gaze and said in a cool tone:

"...But no matter what, among the criminals he killed, the majority were probably like you who liked to provoke him."

"Ha! Come on! Just like you said before, didn't he disappear for seven years?"

Christina, clearly not wanting to hear Fast continue nagging about the 'radio demon' in front of her, waved her hand impatiently.

"If he's really that strong, why did he disappear for seven years? Who knows what he was doing during those seven years?"

"After he reappeared, he didn't do anything significant. The head of the Sinner Lord is still 3V and those old geezers from Zestiel... This guy disappeared for seven years and is now nothing at all."

"..."

"This statement is very much in line with the ecology of hell, and I have no grounds to refute it."

Fast tilted his head, seemingly not intending to argue with Christina about these things.

"However, given your earlier statement that 'no one can become a sinner lord overnight'... at least this broadcasting demon is the closest sinner to that standard."

The male demon said this as if to explain.

"But I don't think anyone will ever rise to power like the Broadcast Demon."

The male demon, whose tone was neither sad nor happy, then added, as if to emphasize the danger of this veteran sinner lord.

"He set a precedent, but perhaps no demon will ever be able to replicate or surpass his speed... After all, cruelty, intelligence, and luck all require talent."

"Damn it..."

"Alright, alright! I know you approve of him, stop praising this 'radio demon'! It makes it sound like you're deeply closeted to him..."

Christina, who could no longer stand Fast calling her "the broadcasting demon" over and over again, rolled her eyes at the male demon in front of her without any hesitation.

"Well, but I can't agree with your point of view. First of all, I'm heterosexual, and secondly, I'm only attracted to..."

Upon hearing the silver-haired sinner's words, Fast immediately turned around and retorted in an unusually serious tone.

But before he could say the person's name, Christina interrupted him as quickly as she could.

"I know that too! Don't fucking repeat yourself! Why are you pledging your loyalty to another woman in front of me!?"

"Tina, I think this is just you taking your anger out on someone who was dumped by a woman."

"..."

Listening to Fast's methodical reply, Christina felt as if she had cracked the hilt of the dagger in her hand.

She suppressed the urge to stand up and kick the male demon in front of her hard in the groin, after all, the difference in their strength was too great.

Compared to Colvin, who talked big but ended up being completely outmaneuvered by the little devil...

In fact, most sinners believed that Fast was the one most likely to join the ranks of sinner lords.

Christina couldn't help but turn her head to look at the aloof male demon, who was dressed in a black motorcycle suit, completely covered from head to toe, with flames still emanating from his skull.

She recalled that there were even rumors that Fast was the son of a sinful lord who looked very much like him...

But what does all this have to do with a street thug like her?

Christina is now most famous for being cheated out of money by her girlfriend to support her abusive ex-boyfriend.

The other party even robbed her of all her assets and ran away with the man.

……*of.

The silver-haired female demon, whose heavy makeup resembled tear stains on her face, wiped her dirty hands on the already cold corpse of the hyena sinner beside her.

Looking at Phoebe, the hyena whose head was smashed on the ground, Christina's eyes flashed with a complex light of slightly disgusted disdain.

The silver dagger in the witch's hand reflected the crimson scenery of Little Devil Castle.

She gazed intently at the nauseating red steel forest before her, a sudden sense of melancholy washing over her.

Christina is not planning to tell Fast the woman that she is still alive.

After all, she wanted to see more of this lovestruck fool who had gone to hell, and how he foolishly declared he would become a widower for a boring woman.

But the worst part is that ever since Christina met [the woman's name], the woman's face, which was much gentler than she remembered, has haunted her mind like some kind of curse from a superior...

Christina probably wouldn't admit that she felt relieved after seeing that ■■■ looked much better than before.

—But she really cares about the strange male sinner next to her.

...He disappeared on his own for almost a year, only to reappear with another strange male criminal?

She thought that guys like ■■■ had died in the Great Purge long ago!

Christina frowned as she looked at the dagger that would reflect her disheveled face after it was turned, her displeasure growing stronger.

She had originally planned to tell Fast that she already had a boyfriend who was a red freak just as ridiculous as she was...

But she didn't want to believe that ■■■ already had a partner.

■■■Would someone as rigid as him really go out like a normal male friend?

Why was that guy able to stand so close to her?

Is that hair or an ear on the top of that guy's head?

We live in an era with cell phones now, so how can there be criminals wearing old suits that smell like old people just by looking at them?

■■■How could I possibly fall for a hellish demon who gives me the creeps and has this inexplicable, ridiculous smile on his face?

...Is she blind?

Did he go blind in that fire?

Christina, her mind now filled with complaints, frowned and fiddled with the dagger in her hand.

Perhaps seeing the silent witch crouching on the ground, Fast, who had been standing nearby, hesitated for a moment before suddenly breaking the slightly strange silence:

"...However, Christina, I'm serious."

"Although I know you're not the kind of demon who's afraid of death, if you encounter the Broadcast Demon, you might face an ending even worse than death."

The man, whose voice carried an inexplicable chill, slowly walked to the side of the silver-haired female demon.

Upon hearing this, the hot-tempered female sinner looked up at Fast beside her with some impatience.

The latter was looking down at her from his superior position.

The blue flame flickered in and out of the other person's dark eye sockets, like an old electric light in a haunted house.

"If you meet him."

"Let's run quickly."

"A man with red hair, as slender as a deer."

"He was used to wearing a worn-out striped red suit and carrying a microphone cane."

“He kept smiling… I mean, he didn’t seem to show any expression other than a smile.”

“I don’t know his personality, but as long as I know this much, your reason for running away is more than enough.”

……

?

"..."

"Christina?"

Perhaps because a certain female demon, who was always furious, suddenly fell silent as if she had lost her soul, Fast tentatively called out the latter's name.

"What do you think he looks like...?"

Just after Fast called out Christina's name, the witch suddenly stood up from the ground with a "whoosh!"

Her eyes widened, like a red-eyed wild beast just released from its cage; blood vessels spread slowly in the demones' eyes like plant roots finding soil.

Christina grabbed Fast's shoulder with an incredulous look on her face.

The more anxious she became, the faster the image of someone in her mind overlapped with the dangerous broadcast demon that Fast had mentioned!

So the next few words were squeezed out entirely from Christina's fangs.

"I! I'll say it! This damned, stupid, crazy, freakish 'radio demon' you're talking about—"

"What does it look like!?"