Nobody talks about this one. All Saints Street 4 is a show that knows exactly what it is: a place to sit for thirty minutes where nothing catastrophic happens and the weird stuff is funny instead of scary. The supernatural residents of this street aren't trying to kill you or teach you a lesson about life. They're just living next to each other, arguing about rent and food, and accidentally creating the most relaxing kind of chaos. If you've burned out on anime that demands emotional labor, this is the show that hands you tea instead.
Season four finds Nini and the misfit household of All Saints Street Apartment settling into their strange routine once more. The demon king's power still slumbers within the little demon, a constant threat that nobody quite wants to acknowledge. Meanwhile, daily life continues in gloriously chaotic fashion: Ira trades his controller for increasingly ridiculous schemes, Vladimir stumbles through another dance gig and somehow survives it, and Lynn maintains his dignified facade while keeping everyone fed and housed. But the apartment's peace never lasts long. Supernatural trouble keeps finding its way to Unit 1031, whether in the form of wandering spirits, demonic interference, or simply the universe's cruel sense of timing. The group faces whatever chaos emerges with the same ragtag determination they've always relied on: bickering, improvisation, and genuine care buried under layers of sarcasm. This season leans into what makes the series work: the chemistry between its cast and the comfort found in weird found family dynamics. Nothing gets too dark, but nothing gets boring either.