For Arata, dying as the Demon King was but an instant.
In that instant, his soul was sent by the world into another spacetime wormhole.
When he awoke, he found himself lying on a pristine white hospital bed, his right leg in a cast.
He surveyed his body, pondering the extra memories in his mind, and the corner of Arata's mouth twitched.
"I… transmigrated again? And my current name is… Kousaka Arata?"
"Also, I ended up in the hospital because I saved a dog from being hit by a car on the first day of high school? Am I really that compassionate?"
Before waking, he had, like a fleeting glimpse, watched all the memories of a 16-year-old boy also named Arata.
Parallel worlds exist, so it's normal for there to be someone identical to him in another world.
As a transmigrator, Arata was very calm.
"Well, whatever…"
It's just transmigrating again, isn't it?
Moreover, this time it's finally not one of those trash worlds where the world would be destroyed just by his existence.
Look at this pristine white hospital bed, the modern windowsill, and that vase of fragrant flowers on the windowsill—it seems he has finally arrived in a more normal world!
However.
Arata felt a bit abnormal himself.
If you asked why.
He gently raised his hand, and a ball of pitch-black flames appeared out of thin air, burning slowly in his palm.
This was his signature ability as the Demon King: Demon Flames of Judgment.
This flame could not only absorb others' negative emotions and convert them into pure demonic energy but also temper the soul, making him even stronger.
Those burned by this flame would be consumed by their own sins.
With his special abilities, Arata's confidence immediately surged.
According to the memories in his mind, this was a very ordinary technological world; the original Arata had never encountered anything supernatural.
However.
It didn't rule out the existence of other supernatural powers.
After all, the original Arata was just an ordinary high school student, so he naturally wouldn't have had the chance to witness those supernatural powers.
"Hoo…"
Taking a deep breath, Arata calmed down.
Fortunately, his abilities as the Demon King were retained.
Although his demonic power now might be less than one-thousandth of what it used to be, as long as the root of the Demon Flames remained, it wouldn't be a problem.
And the root of the Demon Flames had long been integrated into his soul, so no matter how many times he died, the power of his Demon Flames would awaken.
As the Demon King, he was an immortal being.
Recalling the memories in his mind, kousaka Arata's expression was a bit strange.
In his memories, his parents had both passed away, and he had been living with his great-uncle, Kousaka Daisuke.
Furthermore, he had been very independent since childhood, so he had started working part-time during school hours in this city early on to earn money.
Just a few days ago, he had bid farewell to his kind Uncle Kousaka Daisuke's family and moved out to live alone.
Of course.
It was a rented room.
It was very close to Soubu High School, where he was enrolled, and also convenient for his part-time jobs.
Wait a minute.
"Soubu High School? Chiba City?"
Arata was a little unsettled again; weren't these names from an anime he had watched in his previous life?
Moreover, he clearly remembered that his Uncle Daisuke also had a daughter, his cousin, named Kousaka Kirino.
"So, I've come to a mixed anime world?"
Thinking of this, Arata suddenly developed infinite interest in his future life.
He had been incredibly bored when he was the Demon King on Aima Continent.
His surroundings were filled with ugly monsters, and he was hated by all the other major races.
He couldn't just leave the Demon King's Castle casually, or the monsters would proliferate violently, directly leading to the world's destruction.
What was the point of being a Demon King like that?
Later, he successfully suppressed his aura, went out for a stroll, and met Eriel…
But good times didn't last; his method of suppressing his aura quickly failed, and the monsters began to multiply on their own to find him, which would quickly lead to the world's demise.
So during the time Eriel escaped, he didn't pursue her but reluctantly returned to the Demon King's Castle.
"I wonder how Eriel is doing now… Well, never mind. If she defeated me, couldn't she make a wish to the Goddess? I should focus on myself first."
"Is this Demon King's daily life finally about to begin? I'm truly looking forward to it!"
As he was happily pondering his future daily life, the door to his hospital room was suddenly pushed open, and two familiar figures appeared before Arata.
One was a stern, burly uncle with a face that looked difficult to mess with—it was indeed his uncle, Kousaka Daisuke.
And following him was a gentle-looking beauty with short hair, who was Uncle Daisuke's wife, Kousaka Yoshino.
"Ah, Arata, you're finally awake. Is there anywhere you feel uncomfortable?"
Seeing him finally awake, Kousaka Yoshino quickly stepped forward, placed the food container on the table, and greeted him gently.
Her bright eyes were filled with maternal love and endless care.
When Kousaka Arata was little, it was the care of these two that helped him emerge from the shadow of losing his parents.
Such elders were worthy of Kousaka Arata respect.
To Kousaka Yoshino concern, Arata smiled faintly and awkwardly touched his head.
"I'm fine now, Aunt Yoshino. It's you and Uncle Daisuke, coming to take care of me despite being so busy. I really feel a bit bad."
Don't let Kousaka Daisuke's gorilla-like face fool you; he was actually a very upright detective, and his work was usually very busy.
Kousaka Yoshino was a full-time housewife, but she occasionally did business at a flower shop.
"You child, what silly things are you saying? Don't talk like such a stranger. Listen to Auntie, after you're discharged in a few days, just come back home. You just moved out and got into a car accident; how can we rest assured leaving you alone…?"
Listening to Kousaka Yoshino gentle and caring words, Arata felt a warmth in his heart, then a bit conflicted.
"Um, I've already rented a room. Wouldn't it be bad to move back?"
"Come back and live with us. We'll talk about it after your body has fully recovered."
Seeing him try to decline, Kousaka Daisuke immediately said firmly with a stern face.
"Uh… okay."
Kousaka Arata had no choice but to agree.
When Kousaka Daisuke made a decision, it was as if ten oxen couldn't pull him back.
Besides, it was just moving back, wasn't it?
It didn't matter.
While he was at it, he could go see Kousaka Kirino and see if she was like in the anime he watched in his previous life, into playing sister-themed eroge games or something…
Seeing him agree, Kousaka Daisuke's lips curved into a smile.
Then, he put on his serious face again and instructed Kousaka Arata.
"After you eat, rest well. I'll have your sister come over to take care of you later. We'll observe you for a few more days, and if everything's fine, you can be discharged."
"Okay."
This was concern from an elder, so Kousaka Arata could only nod in agreement.
Although his body had already been repaired by the Demon Flames, if they didn't check, the adults would never be at ease.
After all.
Nothing is more important than health.
PS: The things mentioned in the synopsis will all be there later, and Saintess Eriel has also been arranged. Please give rating votes, dear readers!!!