Our demon king is coming. (formerly Mayday A Series)

Listen to me.

My name is Saigato. High school freshman.

But in his previous life, he was known as the "Black Demon King of the North”, the strongest of the three great demon kings of the other world Mayday.

It could be an incredible, ridiculous story.

But I remember those days when I lived in that world. Make a humiliating defeat, that moment when the brave man killed you.

I was having dinner at Yuri Jing's house, where I now share my memories of my previous life.

The Yuri family is a landowner's house for generations, a splendid Japanese mansion.

It can't compare to my house in a regular apartment or Maki's house in a borough apartment.

The Yuri family is also full of good people, and honestly the environment is as if good deeds in previous life were proportional.

My house is pussy threesome and cheating, even with all my parents. I'm a bastard to divorce, and even my parents are dead.

This is definitely because of the bad behavior of previous life.

"Ooh, it's Oden. Yay ~"

Maki stuck to the food and just knocked over Yuri's gate to guess what dinner was.

Long reddish brunette, bad girl face beauty with loose waves, like the one I brought from my previous life, but somewhere else I don't feel better.

I still can't wait to hear the noise of the rice noodles that can be boiled together.

'Cause what's wrong with a grown-up high school boy?

No matter how many demon kings you had in your previous life, now you've lost all that spec, a high school boy who dies just from being stabbed in the stomach.

"Please eat a lot."

"... oh, it will be a treat..."

Yuri's mother is a good man.

Even I look so bad, I've been welcoming you home the same way for a long time.

"What do you like about Oden? I am - radishes, eggs, and a hammer. It's hard to throw away cake towels."

"You can't take the eggs off. No pampering."

I have cancer.

"... you really stink, hobby"

Well, it actually feels sensible, us.

Yuri's twisted hobbies are a little unusual, but there's no way that we can actually live with our age-appropriate senses.

Because once I grew up, it was longer than when I was born and lived in this world.

I really see my parents doing what they say with cold eyes, and I think it's stupid.

My parents didn't seem to like my cold eyes like that.

In the first place, I was a demon king myself, but I can't be an adult anymore. Insults are a good place.

"Oh, Miyaka, Brother Toru is here ~"

Yuri's sister is watching this one from earlier. I wish I could mix it up with the three of us at the table, but that sounds embarrassing, and I'm still staring. I'm definitely in third grade.

I've helped some bad kids before. That's why you're sending me a mysterious, meaningful gaze.

Yuri called Miyaka, but she didn't come this way.

"So shy... but it's cute there - isn't it cute?"

Your brother's words are disgusting.

It's very disgusting.

But Yuri, you're usually familiar with the family. Even if my family loved me and I was blessed with the environment, wouldn't the memory of my birth with it interfere?

"I mean, you're overeating. You're gonna hate that big eating bitch."

"... I don't care who likes me anymore."

Maki has been eating more than twice as much rice noodles at twice my pace since earlier.

Is it as if you don't know the word "reluctant" because once you reigned in the world as a demon king, there was a time when you had left everything wanting?

She has had a big attitude since her last life and likes to eat.

"You can't even talk about people. You used to be the Great Demon King of Harlem porn..."

"Oh, I thought you'd say that."

I still stuck it in here. Maki is sharp on this topic.

"No, Maki, it's a mine for you."

"Hmm, that's pathetic. I didn't love you. I put you to bed with a brave man, I can't believe you were betrayed and caught up in death. It's not like the death of a demon king."

"... you are truly the mirror of the Demon King, who made the continent a burning field."

How many times have we talked about this?

As the Demon King of the North, I was supposed to have the strongest magic and the strongest demonic faction, but I lost to a woman.

And to the brave men who came after this place and that part.

Yeah, it's already true, I'm pitiful and crying. I want to die.

"Speaking of which, they're coming tomorrow, a new teacher in world history. Look, Dr. Sugita, I'm on maternity leave."

"Oh yeah. But whatever it is, it's all right with us."

Air-readable Yuri's topical deviation and air-readable Maki's cut back.

But what Maki says always gets a purpose.

How long are we going to have this time?

Can I stay like this?

While everyone has those questions, nobody touches them.

I've lived so long, I'm surprised because I have questions that I can't answer.