Chapter 38: Help?

(*Celia’s POV*)

Before entering the cave, I saw some odd paper wards placed around the entrance of it. I guess they prevent demons from entering? That is pretty useful, in my opinion. And in this situation, my opinion is the only one that matters. Heh.

Ruina: “They keep out wondering souls as well. Which is what every humanoid being is in Hell.” She explained.

Celia: “Ah, so I can sneak up on whoever is in this place, then?” I ask.

Ruina: “Maybe?” She replied with an unsure tone.

With Ruina’s great reassurance, I ventured further into the cave. Inside said cave was a cloaked figure sitting over a makeshift fire. Maybe it’s because I have gotten stronger, but I felt like checking out this person’s Status would be fine, even if they catch me.

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:Status:

Name: Yeeva.

Sex: Female.

Race: Banished Humanoid Hell Guide.

Age: 28,000.

HP: 12,000/12,000.

AGI: 102.

STR: 85.

DEX: 183.

INT: 572.

Hunger: 20/500.

Level: 185.

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Yeah, she is a twig compared to me. Come to think of it, I super need to check out everyone’s Statuses when I get back. I haven’t checked them for years, after all.

I was wondering how I should go about approaching the cloaked woman, but her stomach gave me the perfect way to do so. Her stomach roared as if she was starving. Remembering her Hunger Stat, she really is actually starving.

Undoing my invisibility, I took out a steak dinner from my inventory and held it out in front of her. Without even questioning where the food came from, she snatched it from my hands and quickly began to eat it.

With a smile, I sat down in front of her, so that I could feel the warmth of the fire. Why a fire in Hell, of all places? Well, because it is Hell, the fire that engulfs this layer burns, but it gives off no heat. Instead, it is very cold here in this layer.

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Checking out Status once more, that meal barely fed her at all. Does her race require more food, even though her Hunger Stat is lower? Who knows… Anyway, I handed her eight more meals. All different kinds of meals, mind you. She might be starving, but there’s no reason for her to be stuck eating the same thing over and over again.

It took her a while to get through the food that I gave her. After she got to the third meal, she took off her hood. What she revealed was her cute but mature face. Her hair was a radiant blond, and it looks somewhat long.

Shouldn’t a helper in Hell have red or purple hair, and look like a demon? Well, maybe not… Assuming the bible is even a little bit correct, then maybe she is similar to an angel?

Yeeva: “Thank you for the food! I was actually about to starve to death… Anyway, what brings a fellow guide here?” She asked with a curious tone.

Celia: “I am no guide, but a living being that got trapped here.” I reply.

Yeeva: “What? That’s a good joke… Holy shi… heck, you’re actually a living being!” She yelled in shock.

Heck? Can she not swear, or something? That’s a pretty shitty rule…

Yeeva: “Before you ask, I can swear, but I end up getting hurt for doing so. It’s just a random curse that someone gave me, no big deal.” She explained.

Celia: “Do you know anyway that I can get out of this place?” I ask.

Yeeva: “You need a guide that can at least get you out of this layer. I sense no lie from you, and you’re a good person, so you can just go ask the current administrator of Hell to help you leave.” She answered.

Celia: “Are you not a guide?” I asked, even though I knew the answer.

Yeeva: “Yes, and no. Due to some unfortunate circumstances, I lost my job. You need to head to the city to find the current guide for this layer.” She replied with a sigh.

Celia: “I’ve looked for a city the entire day, and I haven’t found any at all…” I say with a sigh of my own.

Yeeva: “What?… Is it because you’re living?… No, wait! It’s because you’re too strong for the city to reveal itself to you!” She said with a thinking pose.

Celia: “Really? Then how will I get out of this layer? Also, isn’t this the lowest part of Hell? Why aren’t people as strong as me?” I ask with a curious tone.

Yeeva: “Why would we put the worst people in safer places? They lost all of their powers once they died and got sent here. Surrounding them with demons that they will never have a chance to survive against is one of the ways we keep them here.” She explained.

Celia: “I see… But what about leaving this layer? Can you not help me out?” I ask with a serious tone.

Yeeva: “I can only do so if I get my job back.” She replied.

Celia: “Let me guess. You want my help to do so, right?” I ask with a sigh.

Yeeva: “Correct! And don’t worry, helping me won’t be a sin, as the one that took my job did so through a loophole. And they’re a terrible person as well.” She with a reassuring tone.

Celia: “Fine… I assume that they’re located in this layers city, right? How do we get there?” I ask.

Yeeva: “You can get there if I hold your hand.” She replied while holding out her hand.

She kept her hand out for a while, so I begrudgingly grabbed a hold of it. Once I did, I swear to God, that this woman actually “finished” from my touch… I didn’t even do anything sexual at all!

Yeeva: “For…Forgive me! Your soul is so pure, that I got immense pleasure from just slightly being in contact with it…” She said with an extremely embarrassed tone and expression.

Her face was so damn red, I didn’t even know that someone could look that red… Is she a tomato, or something?… And what did she mean by pure? I have killed a lot of people. Wouldn’t that be a sin? I guess that I will ask her once she has calmed down.

Currently, Yeeva was so pleasured by my NON-SEXUAL touch, that she won’t be able to move at all for a few hours… I guess that I should get some sleep then? I just hope that Yeeva doesn’t turn into a pervert while I sleep… Please don’t, I am a married woman!…