I Reincarnated Into a Vending Machine

I like vending machines. How much do you like it?

Even under circumstances where the wallet has only a thousand yen in it and I have to eat for another week, if the vending machine contains strange products, I don't hesitate to buy them.

So you like the contents, not the vending machines?

No, no, no, no, no. What do you like about both of them? I also like the design of vending machines, which are boxes filled with a wide variety of attractive products. Give it to me and the chest will be the same.

A carbonated beverage with an obviously landmine combination that I've never drank. Hot beverage that makes me want to say no when I warm that up. Probably disappeared a month later if I didn't buy it here. Then you'll have to buy it.

It's not just drinks. Snack confectionery, bread, and frozen food are some things that automatically warm you up.

Vending machines with stationery, clothing, socks and even adult items, besides food, of course. I'd rather not be attracted to you.

He said he liked all vending machines from East and West too much in ancient times and had embarked on a journey through the rare vending machines found online. That was the best trip I ever made. The photos that I've been raving about are filled with secret files on my computer.

It must have been inevitable, in a way, that I was crushed to death by a vending machine like that.

Vending machines that were placed on a light truck carrier to install vending machines. It flew in my direction as a result of a contact accident with a car that jumped out of a sudden curve.

Now I think it would have helped if I had done everything I could to avoid it. But I was blinded by the new, beautifully designed vending machine, and I had to help this vending machine before it crashed to the ground.

It is said to exceed 800 if the contents are clogged, around 400 kg, even for vending machines with no clogged contents. A chunk of iron of such weight will blow up and see if people can take it.

The answer is - if you look at me, crushed and desperate, you'll see.

Thus, the vending machine maniac, in a sense, died the way it was meant to be.

It's supposed to end there. My story had a continuation.

I suddenly woke up when I fell into eternal sleep with iron cold.

At the same time as the relief that I didn't die, I was worried that the vending machine I took was safe, but that was worrying.

Why? I don't want to know if I can do that any longer.

I was standing near a lake I didn't know where. My body didn't move, I couldn't speak, I didn't feel it. I was just there.

I don't know, I wanted to scream, but the words out of my mouth...

"Welcome"

It was a word I never expected. I accidentally doubted my sanity and wondered if it was someone else's voice, but I have the consciousness to speak for myself.

I'll calm my mind and try to speak up again.

"Thank you"

Easy to listen. Clear speaking and voice. That's my voice, but it's uncomfortable. I didn't mean to tell you that in the first place. Even so, when I tried to speak to him, the words came out naturally and now.

Now it's time to concentrate and speak.

"We're here to see you again."

Go on,

"If it's around, it's over."

Furthermore,

"Zane."

And...

"Around Ooh"

This choice of words sounds familiar. I've heard it over and over before, so there's no mistake. This is what I hear when I buy from a vending machine from my favorite manufacturer.

No, I don't think so. Anything else is too absurd. Though I liked vending machines and I couldn't wait to die and be reborn into vending machines...... right?

Because this is how we also see a proper vast view.

The great sky floats with bumps and small clouds, with huge lakes in front of us. Looks like this place is on the lake. If you look down, this is how you look on the lake.

The white, straight, square-shaped body is the perfect combination of elegance and functional beauty. Behind the polished glass, pet bottles of mineral water and smaller can corn soup line up neatly to give you a sense of calculated beauty that doesn't matter if you call it the golden ratio. And the binary tenderness of being cold and warm so that you can overcome the heat and cold.

In addition, conscientious pricing of 100 yen for cans and 130 yen for pet bottles. Which is so great...... Vending machine. This!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, you're lying, it's impossible! If you die, you'll be reincarnated into a vending machine, which sucks... Is this God's mercy to be reborn into something I loved?

Yes, no, but hey. I don't want to be a car because I like cars. Oh, but when I was a kindergartner, my friend said, "When I grow up, I'll be a cop car! You were absolutely certain." Would the dream have come true?

I can't help what has become. I can only think of it. Honestly, it's the sad thing about maniacs that I don't feel that bad.

It won't be anything that happens where I cried and called. I'm not convinced, but do I have to accept it? He exhaled, as did all the Moya Moya accumulated in his chest.

"Around Ooh"

Shut up, me.

Apparently, trying to speak leaks a pre-recorded voice on the vending machine. I tried many times and found out what I could talk about.

"Welcome," "Thank you," "I'm here to see you again," "If it's around, it's over," "Zannen," "Per," "Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per, Per."

That seems to be all. Maybe it's better than not being able to talk about anything, but now it's impossible to talk to someone. Even when people come, if there's a vending machine that calls this word out, I'll run.

Even if we give up the conversation, can't we do something else? Things you might be able to do as a vending machine...... selling products? I can't help it now because I don't have any customers.

No, I don't have one kid, but is the sales okay?

Even if this was a nearby place, I don't think anyone would go by and install a vending machine in a bad place to sell.

Looks like a tourist destination from what I've seen. Here. Maybe there's a villa by the lake. If the customer doesn't come, they will come to inspect the manufacturer and replace the product.

Explore if there's anything you can do to take advantage of the opportunity to talk to someone.

Ideally my body moves first, but I've tried many times since just now but I don't make it slight. If my hands and feet grow on the vending machine and I can move freely, that's scary though.

Is there anything else I can do? I've been playing the audio that was pre-installed on the vending machine since just now. That means that I think I can move the vending machine function to a certain extent.

When it comes to what a vending machine can do, get the money in and give out the product. That's all, isn't it? Would it be possible to get the product out without money...... nothing else to do and let's try it.

Shall I start by understanding my body? Uh, do you want me to admit that I'm a vending machine, not a human? Muscles, bones and guts are parts, electrodes and commodities. Voices are recorded audio playback. No hands or feet exist.

Nah, I'm starting to feel like that... like that?

This kind of accepts reality and calmly judges the situation. And sometimes act hot and uplifting and bold.

Yes, as if it were a cold and warmly divided beverage... It doesn't make any sense to me, but let's assume that's the case here.

I'm a vending machine. Humans can move their bodies freely at their will. Then what if I, the vending machine, can't manipulate the performance of my own volition?

Believe it or not, I'm a vending machine. Understand your body!

Vending machines

(Cold) Mineral water 130 yen (100 pieces)

(Temperature) Corn soup 100 yen (100 pieces)

PT1000

(Function) Cold insulation

What, abruptly brain... do you have a brain? Well, I got those letters and numbers on my head.

Hmm, this is the kind of beverage I have on my body. It's a lonely lineup, but isn't it just a suspicious kind of drink? Whatever you say, mineral water is strong.

Winter can corn soup is delicious. No, I wonder if the manufacturer doesn't know.

Letters came to mind abruptly again.

Uh, mineral water manufacturers are lined up in shifts. Some are as famous as anyone knows, others are less well known company names. Well, I know everything, and I've had everything.

Now it belongs to the biggest company in mineral water. I wonder if I can change this.

"Spend points when changing type"

Oh, my God, now only the letters show up. What's the point? Is that the PT that was written under the corn soup?

If so, how do you use it? Uh, I don't know if I can manipulate this display that's on my mind somehow. If you have no hands or feet, can you do something about it with a vague feeling, like manipulating with something you can't see?

"Spend ten points and change the manufacturer."

He did something about it. Like this, you managed with the image of moving a mouse in your brain and taking it to PT. When I manipulated it to feel like left-clicking in my brain, I got the current letter. I wonder if that means right clicking.

"A point is a conversion based on money. Points can be consumed to replenish, change, or add features. Instead of electricity, we spend one point per hour."

Oh, can you explain? This is handy. So you want me to look into every inch of my body?