On a summer day, the huge sun releases light and heat, the air smells slightly burnt, the light above the city and on the asphalt road is slightly distorted, and the tall traffic lights look a little curvature from afar.

The exterior windows of high-rise buildings reflect light, turning entire cities into furnaces, and thermometers on the streets show that they are approaching 40°C.

The occasional wind blows in the face with an astonishing temperature, like a lion's tongue without barbs, and it leaves an unbearable burning sensation on the skin.

This is a rare occurrence in Tokyo, where the average annual temperature is only 15.6 degrees Celsius, and the highest temperature in history is 39.5 degrees Celsius.

The TV commentators are exaggerating the peculiarity of this day, as if a fateful moment is coming, and people can't help but immerse themselves in this sense of middle and second, and then give birth to a faint sense of shame.

On either side of the commentators sat idol groups that were collectively packed on the show, wearing fluffy pale yellow short skirts, showing cute arms and long legs, obviously sitting in the studio and blowing air conditioning, but they all echoed exaggeratedly.

There is also a double ponytail that is already sad and about to cry, and it should be a simple fool's script.

But it was on this day, such a hot and special day.

At a fateful moment when they think it should be recorded in Tokyo's major historical events of the past two decades, it is reasonable for some idols and TV commentators to have accidents that cannot be understood, right?

"If you are at home, please be prepared for heatstroke, and if you work at the company, please work with peace of mind, and if you find someone suffering from heat stroke, please refer to the following measures......

The next part on the TV was the scheduled heatstroke prevention special at this time of year, and the medical doctor, who was the special guest, took the stage to the cheers of the crowd and began to talk.

Beyond the TV is a hardcover living room.

The TV hangs on the wall, and a low table is placed underneath, which is cluttered with different models of controllers, game consoles covered by wiring, a mobile phone with a two-dimensional blue short-haired girl's protective case, and a flat electronic clock.

The time is displayed on the dial.

「16:02:13」

The air conditioner on the other wall flickered with a regular red light, and there was no trace of cold air blowing out, and at some point, the external unit had stopped working, and several traces of water seeping out of the condenser pipe had slid down the stucco wall.

The closed room was now sun-drenched like an oven, and every breath made people's throats burst into flames.

In such a stuffy room, a tall young man lay on the mat on the ground, like a corpse, his face was extremely pale, and his brows were subconsciously locked.

His appearance can be said to be quite handsome and attractive, under the slightly curly broken hair is a rare deep facial features of neon people, thick eyebrows, thin and distinct lips, but unfortunately due to heat stroke, the eye sockets are deepened, and the lips are pale, which destroys the overall beauty of this face.

Below, he wears a white T-shirt with the Chinese character "No. 2 in the world" printed on it, and a large red NBA All-Star basketball pants underneath.

It is also worth mentioning that the muscles of the young man exposed outside his clothes are still twitching from time to time, apparently still alive, and it just so happens that at this time the medical doctor on TV has learned about severe heat stroke, if there is no mistake, the young man is now the best teaching aid for his teaching.

"Ding—"

At this time, the mobile phone screen on the low table lit up, and a line message from Rina Kobayashi popped up:

"Senior, why didn't you come to work today? ヾ(｡ ｀Д´｡ ノ彡」

"I'm going to be on duty for my seniors~!"

"Moses Moses~? ๑╹◡╹)ﾉ”」

The young man's pale face fluctuated a little because of the ringing of his mobile phone, and his furrowed eyebrows were twisted together almost instantly.

After all, replying to mobile phone messages is the instinct of modern people.

"Uh-"

Eyelids fluttered, chest heaved, and thin breathing became heavy and rapid.

The shriveled lips quivered, and the syllables were indistinct.

"Brave ...... ......"

Eventually, the young man's eyes opened suddenly, with some strong emotion in his eyes, and his eyebrows were raised sharply, and he suddenly stood up and roared:

"The !! of the Abominable Brave"

The body subconsciously wanted to hold the sword and continue to fight with the brave for three hundred rounds, but the weak body could not support his movements at all, so the back of his head slammed back into the mat again.

"Bang", in an instant, the pain in all parts of the body became clear, the whole head seemed to be twisted together, fatigue and pain made the muscles and muscles of the whole body twitch again and again, and the violent tinnitus accompanied by vomiting made his whole body curl up.

Didn't I die, but was captured and tortured by the brave?!

Despicable~ Abominable brave!

Fragmented memories came to his mind, including not only the sword and sword shadow of the battle, the chest pierced by the brave before death, but also many strange memories.

Well?!

The two memories were interspersed together, and he couldn't help but scratch his head and let out a groan of pain.

He used his strong will to force himself to start chanting the spell to relieve his symptoms, but then to his alarm, the spell failed to trigger the slightest bit of magic!

"What's the situation?!"

What did those goddesses do to him?

As more and more unfamiliar memories flooded back, he almost fell asleep again, but his eyes widened in anger and the veins on his forehead burst out, resisting his body's instinct to protect.

Traveled to another world?

Even if he's a demon king, it's ridiculous to encounter this kind of thing, right!?

After a long time, a little sweat oozed from this body, and the young man's chaotic consciousness finally cleared up a little.

He relied on instinct to rub all the way to the refrigerator, and thankfully, the road was not too far.

Standing up stubbornly against the side wall of the refrigerator, the moment he opened the refrigerator, the cold air rushed to his face, and the young man let out a cheer like salvation.

He took out a jar of barley tea, which he drank a third of the way, and drank it directly into his mouth.

"Whew!" This time he finally saved his life completely.

"Ding-" On the other side, the mobile phone on the low table rang again.

"Senpai~ Are you okay? Are you playing a weird galgame again?" Still news from Rina Kobayashi.

"I'm going to leave work soon, do you need me to come over? I can bring you a cheap bento~"

"If you don't reply within five minutes, I'll rush over as soon as I get off work!"

"That thing...... Should it be a mobile phone? Let's take a look first. ”

The inability to perceive the magic power made the Demon King a little frightened, and he decided to carefully observe this new environment first.

Glancing at the barley tea in his hand, he could easily read the words on the bottle.

When I looked up again, the air conditioner was down.

He rubbed his brows and quickly got his phone, and quickly returned to the area covered by the refrigerator, enjoying the blowing of the air conditioner.

Reina Kobayashi has accumulated seven pieces of news, and the last one is a hippopotamus with a serious expression and a blazing eye.

Why hippos?!

The face of Reina Kobayashi automatically appeared in the mind of the demon king.,This is a colleague who works at a convenience store together.,And it happens to be a first-year girl from the same high school.,Sweet and lovely.,There are cute little dimples on both sides of her cheeks when she smiles.,Lively personality.,Very likable.。

However, in memory, the relationship can only be said to be between familiar and unfamiliar.

The young man closed his eyes and pondered for a while, confirming his usual style of reply.

"Thank you for your concern, Kobayashi-chan, but I'm just oversleeping because the air conditioner was too comfortable, I'm really sorry!"

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"Next time you need it, please let me take the shift for you!"

With a slight snort, the young man casually put down his mobile phone, and replying to this kind of message made him unexpectedly feel a sense of separation and shame.

"Let's not mention the details, let's confirm the current situation first......

He hugged two bottles of barley tea, one on his forehead and one on his chest, and walked into the bathroom barefoot.

In the mirror, he examined his body carefully.

His limbs were slender but weak, his body exuded a weak, wasteful smell, and he was dressed in a tasteless and humiliating garment.

"This is the style called 'otaku', right?"

The body is real, the memories are real, and this 13th-floor premium apartment is just as real.

He touched his face little by little with his long fingers, then his neck, his chest, and down - no doubt "Terran".

As the king of the demon race, he suddenly became a weak human being...... Although I don't want to accept it, the reality is here.

The demon king Bezep Morton Ulysses traveled through an unknown amount of time and how far away he came, and came to this strange world, where there were no goddesses, no braves, and of course, no so-called "demon kings".

From now on, he will continue to live as a human "Keisuke Aoi".

Stepping on his sore feet hard, Keisuke Aoi turned on the faucet and poured some water on his face to keep his consciousness awake, then leaned against the wall and continued to digest the memories of this world.

The feeling of regaining a new life made Aoi Keisuke feel complicated, including the decadence and unwillingness after the success and failure, the guilt of not being able to die with his subordinates, and the shame and a little happiness of stealing his life.

But he also thinks it's even more shameful to avoid his negative emotions!

So he chose to accept it, and accepted everything with a magnificence far beyond ordinary people, whether it was a punishment or a gift of fate, and took this life seriously from then on.

Keisuke Ao's memories are not pleasant, and they are not comparable to his indulgent and chic life as a demon king.

Weak personality, lazy and incompetent, refusal to socialize...... These are all his faults, so much so that even his handsome appearance cannot help him become a normal person.

In addition to its own problems, the family is also unfortunate.

His parents were busy with work and were absent from most of Keisuke Ao's formative years.

To make matters worse, more than three months ago, his parents disappeared during a trip, and the search and rescue team searched for more than a month in the mountains to find nothing, and finally withdrew the rescue, only nominally continuing to search for the two.

The already weak boy was devastated, and since then he has been in a state of collapse, and eventually became the hostel of Bezep-sama.

Keisuke Qing wiped away the inexplicable tears from the corners of his eyes, his brows furrowed at first, and then slowly unfolded.

"Since your memories inevitably have an impact on me, then Uncle Ben will use your name to live a good life for you, Keisuke Ao!

You're trash, I'm not! ”

He smiled and lifted his soaked bangs, revealing a tired but confident face in the mirror.