Why is the Demon King like this?

"Oh my god~ Senior, I almost set off in this kind of weather!"

"ಠ╭╮ಠ"

"You'd better thank me properly, senior~"

Rena Kobayashi sent a message dejectedly, forcing a smile, her cute twin tails drooping over her shoulders—in reality, she had already walked halfway with an umbrella, and was also holding a bag containing a bento box in her other hand.

He puffed out his cheeks and waited for a while, hoping that his senior would ask him to bring him a bento box.

After waiting for five minutes without a reply, she glanced up at the blazing sun overhead and finally decided to take the tram home.

"What an annoying senior! Why didn't you reply later?!"

Ah, she couldn't send that message.

When Keisuke Ao came out of the bathroom, the digital clock had already read "17:31:03," a reminder that his body needed to consume energy.

The symptoms of heatstroke were relieved a lot by applying ice and taking showers, and Aokiji also recalled more memories.

His head was still throbbing. He opened the refrigerator again, put the two bottles of barley tea that had cooled back to room temperature back in, and started checking his phone again by leaning against the refrigerator door.

Upon seeing Rena Kobayashi's message, I realized that more than half an hour had already passed.

"Thank goodness they replied... otherwise it would have been difficult to handle if they had actually come over."

Keisuke Ao started replying for the second time, because that annoying software Line had already marked his message as read!

This time, he decided to give a more natural answer:

「ありがとうございます（Thank you）!

Yes, the wording was precise, the response was appropriate, the tone was humble and composed, and the words were concise and to the point.

Overall, it's very good.

Aokiji exited the chat interface with a slight smile on his lips. Even as the Demon King, he could still display such qualities when necessary!

Admirable!

Then he opened his browser and began searching for something of utmost importance.

What is the most powerful weapon in the world?

Click search.

Five minutes later, his expression became very serious.

This is bad, it should be said that it is very bad.

How could a world with so little magic possess such a powerful weapon as a nuclear bomb?!

Even in his world, this kind of strategic weapon would definitely be ranked among the most powerful, right?

Even a goddess, if hit by a hundred nuclear bombs in a row, would probably die in the holy spring, right?

"Phew... My caution before was definitely correct. If my identity had been exposed, I would have been in danger." Qing Keijie breathed a heavy sigh of relief.

He then tried ordering a pizza for dinner using his phone, and then called the property management to get the phone number of the air conditioning repairman.

While waiting for dinner, he confirmed the address and the problem with the air conditioning repairman, who promised to come and fix it around nine o'clock the next morning.

As the weather gets hotter, the failure rate of air conditioners has reached a new high. Repairmen are extremely busy, and it's considered lucky if they can come to fix your air conditioner at nine o'clock in the morning.

Because one of the residents on the same floor also had an air conditioner problem and had submitted a repair request yesterday, Keisuke Ao got a free ride this time.

Tokyo's food delivery industry is neither fast nor slow.

Keisuke Ao estimated it would take more than an hour to arrive, so he simply used the air conditioning to start further sorting out his identity.

Keisuke Ao, 17 years old, is a high school student in Japan.

More specifically, he is a second-year student at Kukai Private High School. Of course, due to his parents' situation, he has already missed most of the first semester.

Her hobby is anime and manga. Her room has a wall of figurines and a manga bookshelf. Her phone lock screen features a white-haired bikini-clad succubus, and her computer lock screen features a shy beast girl (also white-haired) dressed in a maid outfit and less than 1.5 meters tall.

"Hiss..." Aokiji gasped.

With average grades, weak interpersonal relationships, and unstable mental state, and a tendency towards depression, there is no need to worry too much about exposing the problem.

He is tall and handsome, but he neglects exercise and can't even beat women. The reason he hasn't become a fat couch potato is entirely due to his genes.

The parents were researchers, but their research focus is unknown, and they have since disappeared.

The family is wealthy; they have already paid off the mortgage on their four-bedroom apartment and still have over 100 million yen in savings.

The reason why the original owner was still working was twofold. Firstly, he needed to use working as an excuse to avoid joining clubs and earn some pocket money to buy a new wife. Secondly, after his parents' accident, he used working as a refuge to escape reality, allowing him to avoid thinking.

The food delivery arrived around 6 p.m.

Following the steps he remembered, Aokiji carefully completed the handover.

Back in the living room, the temperature had already dropped as the sun set, and the breeze on the thirteenth floor was even cooler and more comfortable after opening the balcony door.

It seems that the sea breeze from Tokyo Bay can reach this far, far away.

My hungry body couldn't help but drool at the smell of pizza.

The baked flatbread, cured meat, and fruit emitted an aroma that Keisuke Ao had never smelled before. It is worth mentioning that because the demon race's bodies have evolved to be too perfect, they have no interest in the taste of food like humans do.

Now that he has a different body, Aokiji immediately realized how precious this feeling is.

No, not at all!

He opened the cardboard box and enjoyed the iced barley tea. Even the simple food made him feel incredibly happy, and he felt a surge of energy flowing from every corner of his body.

……

Meanwhile, Rena Kobayashi had already taken the train home. After taking a shower, she lay on the bed with her butt sticking out, her hair in two buns, whimpering incomprehensible moans.

"Why? Why does your reply feel so cold, senpai?!"

"What should I say? Ugh~ Is it because I was too proactive and annoyed my senior?"

"Give me a proper thank you, you bastard! (slams table)" Deleted because Aoki Keisuke's reply was actually very polite, or rather, overly polite.

"Eh~ Was this kind of answer really from playing some weird game before?" After a moment's thought, he deleted it again.

"This reply sounds too much like a good buddy's response, no way!" Rena Kobayashi complained to herself.

"ಠᴗಠ"

"Hmm... I guess I'll have to use emojis after all!"

After clicking send, Rena Kobayashi kicked the blankets hard with both feet and buried her face in the pillow.

Can the senior see her forced smile in the emoticons?

It must be possible, right?

Yes, right?

"Ding-dong—"

Half a minute later, the screen lit up, and Keisuke Ao's reply arrived as expected:

"^^"

Rena Kobayashi: "...Huh?"

Is this a smiling face? Why does it look so sarcastic?!

Could it be that the senior had already seen through her tricks and was standing on the fifth floor, deliberately sending her sarcastic glances to make fun of her?

Damn it!

She angrily threw her phone onto the bed and decided not to talk to Qing Guijie until she went to sleep, at most she would send him a goodnight message!

On the other side, Keisuke Ao closed the chat window with satisfaction. Although it didn't have as many fancy emoticons as Rena Kobayashi, he quickly grasped the core meaning. The smiley face he tried to design himself was also very vivid and expressive!

He fumbled to open his social media feed, ignoring the oddly angled photos of figurines in his posts, and snapped a picture of his dinner, now just a cardboard box, posted it to his feed, and added his first declaration upon entering this world:

"The pizza is so delicious! ^^"

Having broken her promise to herself, Rena Kobayashi, who was sullenly browsing Keisuke Ao's homepage, paused, staring at this post, and fell into deep confusion once again.

—Is this implying that the bento box is not tasty?

I'm so upset!

With a trembling hand and a heart full of excitement, Rena Kobayashi gave the post a like with tears in her eyes.