I open a restaurant in hell

The breeze blows on my cheeks...

A handsome man in his early 18s with black hair and black eyes wearing a suit because he was of mixed race was looking at the sunset from the top floor of his company. The man slowly walked to the edge of the top floor and looked at the ground from the top of the 50th floor with a telescope. There should be no one there at this time. Bar...

Constantine: "You will definitely fall to death from such a height..."

When he looked up, he found a young employee working overtime in the opposite company holding a document and looking at him. Dante waved to him politely. The young employee was stunned for a while and picked up the phone... Soon there were police cars and ambulances surrounding him. There are fire trucks.

Constantine: "The efficiency is really fast..."

He looked at the door leading to the top floor and thought it was a good thing he had destroyed the elevator. The only way to destroy it is to put a mango in the middle of the elevator door to prevent it from closing.

Dante thought: Should he lock the door? Then he picked up the rope and began to twist it around the door several times to tie a tight knot.

Dante: "Fortunately, I prepared it in advance, so it shouldn't be broken, right?"

Dante looked at the motorcycle helmet, a bottle of sleeping pills and a thermos cup on the edge of the building and said to himself: "It is said online that when you jump from a building, you will feel a tearing pain in your ear periosteum and sinuses due to the increase in air pressure. The blessing of gravity will make you feel suffocated. It should be okay to take sleeping pills and jump off the building..."

Dante slowly walked to the edge of the roof and sat down, opened the box of sleeping pills and put two or three pills in his mouth. Yes, it was a lethal dose. Drink warm water when you can't swallow...

After a while, sleepiness came to my head...

Dante: "It's time to jump..." He looked at a large safety mat spread under the ground. Dante put on his helmet and jumped in the opposite direction...

As soon as I jumped, I felt weightless, atmospheric pressure, and gravity, and I instantly felt a nauseating feeling. I regret it a little bit...

Looking at the sky dyed red by the setting sun, I felt relaxed all over. Many things reminded me of the beatings of my father and brother...the blood and tears my mother shed because she protected me...it was raining that day at my mother's funeral, and it was only me and grandma. ..

Dante slowly closed his eyes...

Dante's consciousness gradually became clearer and when he opened his eyes, he knew clearly that he would not go to heaven.

But what greeted me was not black and white. There was no Lord of Hell or Po Meng, but a blood-red sky and clouds, tall buildings, and a sun with a five-pointed star engraved on it... not the moon... nor...

Dante: "Just because my dad is a Westerner, I can't be controlled by Satan!"

The only thing that's certain now is that Dante is in hell...

Dante stood up and looked around to confirm that he was in an alley and there were trash cans around him. There was a 'bum' next to the trash can?

Dante mentally simulated greetings and asking questions at least 11 times...

Hey, hey, hey! Hello brother, can you tell me where you are? No, it’s too close. I’m not familiar with them!

Hey! Hello, can you tell me where this is? Okay, this is it! Take three deep breaths and you’re good to go!

Dante: "Hi, um... um... uh, can you tell me..." Before he finished speaking, the 'tramp' started roaring.

'Tramp': "Stop bothering me and get out of here... Wow." 'Tramp' stopped mid-sentence because he realized that the talking demon in front of him... was not necessarily a succubus. ! !

Because the man in front of him had skin as good as snow, short white hair, a pair of big cat ears, and a long tail.

The man has an amazing face. The delicate face seems to have been carefully carved by a carpenter. The red and petite lips are like a freshly ripe cherry, which makes people want to be fragrant.

‘Tramp’: “Hey, hey, what questions do you have? I can answer them for you.” The tramp looked at Dante with a slight (obscene) smile (suspicious).

The change in the homeless man's attitude made Dante unable to react. He was greeting my mother just now. Why is he so...enthusiastic now?

Constantine: "Ahem...uh, where is this place?"

Tramp: "Are you new here?" He muttered in a low voice and then began to introduce him formally. "First of all, welcome to Hell Kitty! This is the Circle of Pride controlled by the fallen angel Lucifer.

There are not only native demons born and raised here, but also sinner demons who have done bad things in the human world and were exiled. In addition, there are seven other rings: the ring of greed, the ring of lust, the ring of anger, the ring of laziness, the ring of gluttony, and the ring of jealousy..." The tramp thought to himself, how beautiful it is! I don't know what the fuck. What does he feel like!

Dante was still wondering why he called him Kitten when the tramp stopped...

Dante: "That's it?" The introduction is over so quickly?

Tramp: "Yes, these are all information that a devil can't get. Do you think I should give you a tip?" The tramp smiled even more obscenely.

Dante: "But I don't have any money!" He rummaged through his pockets. Only then did he notice that his suit had become tattered.

Tramp: "I didn't say money must be used, hehe~"

After saying that, he slowly approached Danding...