I Reincarnated Into a Vending Machine

"Odd. I'm home!"

Rummis greets me well when he opens the inn door and puts me by the door.

In a well-cleaned, hall-like place, a woman with a good width opens her mouth gently and looks at this one.

"You're safe! I was worried. Oh, you're not a dead man, are you breathing properly?"

"He said he's alive, he's alive properly. There was a lot going on, but I managed to get back."

He explains to the innkeeper general who slaps his body and confirms, with a grin drawn by Ramis. It is unclear if there are many gentle people in this settlement or if Ramis is loved and a character, but he does not seem to be in a bad position.

"The hunters who were working with you came back scratched and said she was dead, and my daughter would never believe it," he yelled at them.

"You worried about Munami, too. I won't apologize later."

"Ohhhhhhh! Ramisoooo!"

Two shoulders swayed vertically at the scream that rocked the hall. There was a girl coming down the stairs ahead where Ramis looked back.

The girl holds a large cage with both arms and is loaded with laundry on top of it. He knits three reddish hairs and wraps a triangular scarf around his forehead. Is the outfit an inn uniform or an apron skirt with the same color scheme as the general's? It contains a little arrangement.

The length is short and frills are added. Is it like a uniform for young people?

I don't have an eye-catching appearance, but I have the impression that it feels rustic but has a sharp eye. When I blame it, I feel like a plain maid who doesn't flatter.

As she rushed down the stairs with such fierce momentum, and came on a special attack to the front of Ramis, she placed her laundry on the floor, her shoulders grabbed tight.

"Oh, he's alive! You're not a dead man!

"M, Munami, he's alive, because he's alive!

Does Munami mean the daughter of the general? That's the parent and child, the same thing you're saying.

My neck is going to lift because I'm shaking my body back and forth so hard. It's time to stop...

"Damn it, how much more do you make me worry? When I questioned those guys who were acting with Ramis, they said they abandoned him and ran away, so I spreaded the bad word on him so he could never live in this settlement again. Heh heh heh"

I'm so scared of the shadow on my leaning face. Is it the dangerous type if you get angry?

"So you left in a hurry to pack your bags..."

The general is sighing.

"By the way, what? It looks heavy with a don at the entrance."

"Oh, I found this girl by the lake."

"Ramisu... I picked up another weird one. Remember when I picked up the frogman demon kid and made a fuss?

"Ugh, yeah. So, but not this time, huh? This kid was so handy, he helped me."

My parents and children stare at me with jito eyes and explain my encounters and performance as I wander around and what I want to do now.

"I generally understood... Rummis, even if you let me go back to the ground and meet Hulumi, what are you going to do with the money in the transfer team? Do you even have room money? Looks like I lost all my stuff, though?

"Ah, yes. There's nothing... there's nothing I can do."

He asks questions early in the arrow succession, and Rummis collapses powerless, poking his knees and nodding.

... Most of my valuable wealth is in me, isn't it? When you pull out the words that have come up in previous conversations, are they forwarding formations and dungeons on the ground?

This place has to use a transfer formation to get back to the ground in the dungeon. And the cost of using it is good. And Ramis is out of money. Excuse me.

In the dungeon? It's not realistic, but I'm a vending machine... Common sense and realism at that point is the level of laughter with your nose. I guess that's what it is, I just have to take it.

Even if I pinch my mouth to the conversation between the two of you, what am I supposed to do with "Welcome," "Thank you," "I'm in town for another visit," "If I'm around, I'm already there," "Zane," and "Let's have a look at this"?

The story was at the end of the day while I was working on that.

"You have no choice. Working as a lodger in a while. Why don't we leave the box outside the inn and get a lift? They'll sell the contents, and they'll be two birds a stone."

That's a wish or a fulfillment.

"Welcome"

"Wow, you really talk. Well, good to see you."

"Oh, but he asked the gatekeeper, Mr. Carios, to bring it once in a while."

"Well, you can get out and leave me on the way"

"Yes."

This is how I ended up living in this settlement.

There are about a hundred settlers, but the replacement of residents is intense. Only residents doing business for hunters seem to be fixed members.

Hunters seem to be people who take demonic crusades, gather materials, or request escorts, or who find treasures in labyrinth exploration for a thousand bucks. The branch of the Hunter Association is also present in this settlement, making requests to the hunters and buying materials.

Yeah, well, they say this is a hierarchy of dungeons called Lakes of the Clean Stream. All I can say is that even though there is a sky inside the dungeon... the other world is amazing.

Apparently this hierarchy will only take three weeks to travel from end to end. The main living organisms appear to be seafood living in the lake of the fresh stream, which is also named, or frog humans called frogman demons. They have other diverse organisms, but I don't know the details.

Incidentally, the source gained by eavesdropping on the conversation between Ramis, who talks to me about something every day, and the guest who uses the inn. And...

"So here's what I said. It's my job to protect this place from outlaws."

It's Carios, the gatekeeper. They have plenty of free time, and they talk to each other frequently when they're set up near the gate.

"Welcome"

"So. Lately, it's time for a big crusade with lots of injured froggy bastards."

"Welcome"

It's easy to just keep repeating "Welcome" as long as you have a gavel.

Crusaders or... It's been a week since I've been here, but I see hunters on the street that I haven't seen recently.

"I'm thirsty, but I'm tired of drinking all of them."

That's because they buy more than five bottles every day. Will it fit when I can purchase a new product? That's a lot more points, too. I got famous all at once over the past week for its rarity and flavor, and it was surprisingly sold, so why don't you just check it out?

Vending machines

(Cold) Mineral water 1000 yen 1 silver coin (130 pieces)

(Cold) Milk tea 1000 yen 1 silver coin (24 pieces)

(Temperature) Corn soup 1000 yen 1 silver coin (19 pieces)

(Constant) Molded potato chips 1000 yen 1 silver coin (36 pieces)

PT3253

(Function) Cold insulation

Protect the border.

Thanks to a bunch of replenishments and more than 400 sales, the points crossed 3000. I was accumulating points because I don't know what it is, but you just want to add features as well.

The addition of the features I want would consume 1,000 points, even if it was low, so I couldn't stomp it off, but I wouldn't have a problem adding one or so.

Oh, but should we increase the number of items here in due course? For example, if the coupling ramen hot water supply function is added, the body of the vending machine will change. I'm anxious it won't affect other products... No, shouldn't we worry about that kind of common sense at a time when we're tied up, we can add features, and we're human willing vending machines?

Uh-huh. As much as you think about it, you should think about the needs of your customers first. The gatekeepers Carios and Golls are the most regular. Remember what you two wanted.

Sure, he said he wanted something a little more to accumulate in his belly. Then I'd like to offer you a can of rice, but I wonder if you know how to open the lid. The pull-top method doesn't seem to penetrate in this other world, and it's impossible for me to explain it.

Then we have to give up... Oh, no, can we!

I remember something, searched for the manufacturer's name, and added a hundred rice cans for 30 points.

"Whoa, if I think it's glowing suddenly, I'm going to get the product added. Is the price… 3000? Three silver coins are tough. But if a new product comes out, I can't help but buy it!

I get it, I get it. The magic of new vending machines is horrible. Painfully well understood. Not to mention, if you had printed a delicious picture with hot air, that would move your forefinger.

No, I'm only uncomfortable that numbers can pass even though words don't make sense to you, but I'm talking about why words can pass if you're saying that. Something like this, let's believe it's conveyed in something magical.

The hierarchy of dungeons seems to be a fairly easy place to make money compared to the outside world, and for that matter, they're also more dangerous. The people who stand around well because it's a high risk high return are in pretty warm shape.

That's why the merchants here dare to do business in the danger zone. Everything can be sold at a higher price than on the ground and you are also likely to get valuable items.

Such a gatekeeper to protect the settlement seems to be quite well paid, and that is why he has made me your servant. Maybe a safe town on the ground wouldn't make business out of this pricing.

"Ho, that's hot. I don't know, how do you open it?"

After all, did you snort there? But look closely at the can. I can only hope because I know in the past week that both Carios and Golls are careful people.

I pick up the can and stare at it with a shiatsu. Golls seems to be concerned too, watching him sideways and observing him. I just turned the can all the way around, and you both seem to have noticed.

"Hmm? There's some kind of painting. Is this how you open it and eat it?"

Yes, this maker's can of rice is aimed at people who don't know how to eat, and the picture of the description is painted on the side.

Became famous in an electric district. This was known abroad, and more maniacal tourists bought it. At that time, I remembered that more foreigners burned without knowing how to eat, and that the procedure for a courteous eating became painted on the side so that they could understand even if the words didn't make sense.

"Uh, make sure you fold this on top of it... oops, it smells good. So I pushed it up all at once, and it opened!

All right, first gate breach. Now we can provide the two of us with a can of this lineage. The range of products will widen. It'll penetrate from both of us to the others, so it looks like most of the regulars will be able to handle it in a few weeks.

Remove a bottle of skewered rice noodles so that the carios are easy to eat. Is that a golden trio skewer with quail eggs and chives?

The thin hot air rises. It's in my mouth, and I'm cheeky with the top quail egg first. I bit him twice, and the hot air erupts out of his nostrils and his eyeballs drop.

"Whew. Yah, yah, yah, yah. Probably my favorite. The taste of this boiled egg was intricate but not hard, and the moment I chewed it, I overflowed my mouth with juice mixed with yellow... damn, yah. You're gonna want some booze."

When you can eat a quail, the next thing you know, you bite it off.

"Ugh, I can't wait to see the flavor. It's my first texture, but it tastes fishy. How the hell do you make it? This one down here... Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. Ha, ha, ha."

He also liked Chikuwa and Konjaku. All the stock was also dried up, and three more pieces of silver coins were removed from the purse with a satisfactory face, and the broken and contained golls were put in first.

"And, hey, I was just about to buy it!

"I'm next."

This is just too affordable. Oodle cans are likely to sell as well.

Thus the Oden can spread to the oral narrative, which was to trigger a boom exclusively in the settlement of the Lake of Fresh Stream. The environment that has been getting so cold lately also seems to have contributed to sales, and it looks like we can continue to expect it.