Hell Inn: Rebirth - I Became a Chef in Hell

Chapter 40 It seems there's no escaping the fate of being a mother, no matter where you are.

Because the Pride Ring is the "home" of sinners who have fallen from the human world, it is considered the most developed place in the entire hell.

Every era of evil sinners in Europe and America can find their place here.

From the likes of Zestiel and Alastor in the Sinner Lords, who may not even be from the same era or century as you, to people like you who only went to hell after the iPhone 16 was released.

Therefore, you often see some incongruous buildings in the Pride Ring.

Some distance from Hell Inn, there's even a "Hello Dolly" style town that seems to have been frozen in the golden age of the United States, inhabited mostly by cannibals.

Because they share the same interests, that place is one of the person's favorite places to go.

Also, because you can see these diverse buildings and all sorts of sinners in the Pride Ring, you were slightly surprised when you saw that the Torture Museum looked almost the same as most modern museums.

After all, the buildings in Hell are all very distinctive, and places like the Torture Museum that look quite normal are rare these days.

Until you get inside.

Although your current mental state is far beyond what you were in life for some reason, seeing the scenes in the torture museum confirms it—

Of all the demons you know, at least Alastor would definitely like this place.

The dark red wallpaper was unsettling to look at, and the bloodstained torture instruments were hanging on the display stand. The bright lights brought a touch of eeriness and joy to those seemingly lethal, cold iron objects.

Perhaps because these things never imagined that they would one day be trafficked to hell, these instruments of torture that imprison and torment human souls would probably be very happy if they had souls.

You twitched your lips. You felt that the scene in front of you had a bit of a hellish joke about it, but if you thought about it carefully, weren't you in hell right now?

And for some reason, the eerie yet somewhat cheerful atmosphere suddenly reminded you of Penny Wise from "The Clown's Soul".

You don't have much of a feeling about this kind of place. You don't hate anything related to torture, but you probably wouldn't choose to come here on your own initiative.

However, you find that places that seem to be full of "rebellion, darkness, and bloodshed" are indeed very attractive to young people.

...Of course, it might also attract a demon like Alastor.

Suddenly, you, the facility manager of a certain hellish inn, glanced indifferently at the crowd around you.

Those who come here are clearly either young people or sinners dressed more like the demons broadcasting messages, in addition to some other native demons of hell.

After accompanying Viya to see several of the most prominent torture instruments, you finally realize why the Torture Museum reminds you of Alastor.

The dark red, striped wallpaper resembled Alastor's suit, and the entire hall was decorated so elegantly it resembled a banquet hall from earlier times.

...But these things are stylistically different from bloody instruments of torture.

If you hadn't seen the title "Torture Museum" before you came in, you would have thought you'd entered the belly of the Broadcasting Demon... How come this guy is so persistent?

"Wow, actually people are willing to go up and experience it."

Just as you were wrinkling your nose in disgust, Viya, who was standing next to you, enthusiastically took two photos of a criminal who was about to experience the bronze bull torture with her phone.

"This is something from the human world, isn't it? Do you know how it works?"

The little beauty, who had only seen others highly recommending the Torture Museum in online enthusiast circles, turned to you curiously and asked.

Actually, there was a reason why Viya chose the Torture Museum as their destination.

The main reason was that she thought you were a sinner from the human world, and she didn't know if you would like the things that the demons of hell liked, so she decided to choose a place that was at least related to humans—and only later, because she herself was also somewhat interested in this torture museum.

If she were a little more willful, she would actually prefer to go to the Stylish Occult with you, but she's not sure if you'd be willing to go with her to see those strange animal specimens.

Viya turned her head and glanced at the Eastern sinner walking beside her, who was elegant and dignified from beginning to end, with a calm expression.

The museum's dim light cast an ambiguous, soft glow on the sharp-looking woman. Even in such an elegant and beautiful environment, she remained standing like a sharp sword untouched by worldly dust.

On the way, she deliberately explained to herself why her expression was always so expressionless, and repeatedly told herself that although she was always expressionless, it did not mean that she was in a bad mood.

She doesn't shy away from physical contact, but she always maintains a distance that makes her feel comfortable.

This is probably what her father would be most pleased to see.

Although her elegant demeanor and impeccable manners made her resemble a noblewoman in Viya's mind, she lacked any of the arrogance typically associated with nobles.

To be honest, even her father and she herself had the pride of being nobles. But the woman in front of her had no airs at all; her face always maintained a faint kindness or a calm indifference.

This filled Viya with curiosity about the sinner from the East before her.

However, sometimes not being able to read other people's expressions is a disadvantage. So, to some extent, Viya, who didn't understand what ■■■ was thinking at this moment, inexplicably felt that the Eastern sinner in front of her was somewhat cunning.

"Judging from its appearance, this bronze bull should be a form of punishment from a very early period... probably around 900 BC in human history."

Awakening from your reverie, you glanced back at Viya beside you with a faint smile.

...Although your smiling face is even more frightening at times like this.

"I noticed that none of the torture instruments here have descriptions. I guess it's so that some idiots can experience these deadly contraptions?"

At this point, a soft laugh escaped your lips.

"But getting back to the point, as you can see, this bronze bull in front of us has basically no other ventilation openings besides that one entrance."

Only after seeing the reckless criminal crawl inside did you slowly begin to explain the specific operation of the "Bronze Bull Torture" to Viya beside you.

"Next, you'll see the staff light a fire under the bronze bull, and as for the sinner who just experienced it inside the bull... well, you'll soon understand what's really interesting about the bronze bull torture."

You glanced at the staff member holding the treaty that had just been signed with the criminal, and he began to explain the precautions to the onlookers.

It turns out that the criminal who "voluntarily" experienced the bronze bull torture received a sum of money after the demonstration.

This is truly a hellish way to make money.

You raised one eyebrow, not quite agreeing.

"The really interesting places?"

Viya, looking somewhat hesitant, put down her phone and glanced at the bronze bull that had already been set ablaze, her expression puzzled.

"Let me make this clear beforehand: my comment about how interesting it was comes from the observers, not from my own opinion."

Before the screams erupted from that bronze bull, you quickly made this statement.

Because the bronze bull has no air vents, before you could even finish speaking, you and Viya heard the dying screams of the strange sinner inside the bull's belly.

The muffled wail sounded like the faint mooing of a dying old ox.