I was just another otaku wasting his weekend at an anime convention—until a magic circle ripped me and my two best friends out of the food court and dumped us into a collapsing throne room. The Demon Lord had just died... and apparently, I was his “backup.”

Now I’ve inherited his memories, his demonic powers, his grotesque death-aura—and his job. Congratulations to me, I guess? No way back home, a demonic body I didn’t ask for, and a castle full of freaks calling me “Your Majesty.” Great.

My name’s Haruki. I’m the new Demon Lord.

And I have one goal: build a peaceful, quiet kingdom where I can finally laze around and sleep in peace.