I Reincarnated Into a Vending Machine

After a noisy night and also flattening a ton of breakfast, they are rarely starting to prepare. Usually they say they are dazed until their fullness fades.

Looks like I went through that fight and learned the face of the Raging Demons, too, packing mineral water in my backpack.

"The Flamehead Demon can be defeated by hanging water, so keep one of each."

"And I'll keep some food. I'll be hungry when I get away from this box."

Appetite preferred Pell, but everyone is choosing the product to snort because it is a special opinion. Since frying from does not become a preserved food, place canned foods side by side with sweets and good preservation on the product.

"This magic box is amazing, isn't it? If you want to eat fried food from, you can set it aside from. Now it looks like a preserved meal. Arrange it for me. It's like you're willing."

Whoa, whoa, Pell. You understand me! At last, is it possible to communicate with them of their will?

"Welcome"

"No. Look, I'm still saying you're only here."

Waving in front of his face Mikene is in total denial. Damn, next time it's cold, I'll offer fried chicken.

Ha, well, I knew. If you can say "yes" or "no" here, any number of them will guess, but you can't do it without me.

They're not harming me, and are they still good enough? The inexplicable aim is to have them carried near the entrance of the maze and found by the people of the Lake Hierarchy of the Clean Stream.

He thinks we can thank them at that time. But I might be more pleased with the discount or something when buying from a vending machine.

"Well, good luck to you all today!

"Ooh!

Oh, it's soothing. He says it's a dangerous and neighboring situation where demons roam, but he's going to get a nigga just watching a gang of bulimic demons. If it wasn't a vending machine, my face would be terrible.

As they took turns pushing me, I could see the dust rising quite a bit further in the direction of the path. Is someone in contention? The distance is too wide open to even determine if the subject is human or demonic.

"Guys, looks like someone's fighting ahead, what do we do"

Have you noticed Micheane? Everyone is stopping and stretching their backs and staring ahead.

"Doesn't look good, but it does make a noise of contention"

"Yeah, yeah, I can hear you, too"

"You sound like a hunter. There's a lot of them."

Neither do I. I can't hear you. They seem pretty good ears.

"What shall I do? Do you want me to keep rendezvous and get help?

"If you do that, won't this box of magic props be taken away"

"But I wonder if it's tough for us to get through the maze hierarchy alone."

"Right. It's because of your life. Maybe it's worth negotiating."

A little, but if the hunters fighting seem to be struggling, they seem to have come to the conclusion that if they help and sell their favors, they will not be dealt with badly.

"I'm going to take a look at things alone first. We need to see if we can negotiate. The mikennes can take their time, so come closer as you carry it."

"Okay. Watch your back, Short."

"Leave it to me."

Short jumped ahead and quickly became smaller in its appearance.

I'm progressing along with the three remaining people, one by one, watching how things are going. The fighters' figure also still appears only to the extent that their hands and feet grew hard on the rice grains, making no distinction whatsoever.

"The hunter side seems to be dominant."

"Anyone have a weird odd voice?

"Yeah, you're shouting things that don't make sense. Woman, I guess."

You're fighting with an odd voice, or maybe it's your own way of getting in the mood. The hammer-thrower is screaming and throwing away what he can't hear. Yeah, we're talking about strength.

Slowly, slowly approaching, there was a shadow coming this way at a fierce speed. If you stare at it, it's - short.

"Hey guys, there's Chairman Bear! I've been talking to you. Hurry up and get on your way!

"What, of the Hunter Society in the lake stratum of the fresh stream?

"I wonder why you came down to the lower tier."

"But you saved me. Chairman Bear would listen to me properly, and I wouldn't take away Hunter's treasure."

I talk soothing. They have a relief look on their face, but I am as or more relieved. Has Chairman Bear come? Thanks...... sounds like some Ramis.

You'll cry or get angry again, but let's spoil it and accept it. Because that's a sign that you're worried about me.

"That's right. There was something awesome in the hunter. There was a human hunter who was smashing the Rock Man demon with his bare hands."

After all, is Ramis accompanied? It seems like it's making me quite worried. This is the only way to listen to any curse or sermon.

"That's a lie. There's no way a human can crush a rock demon with his bare hands."

"No, no, it's true. Because Pell. That was a little woman, too. I'm sure you said this, and I'm sorry I had to worry you so much that I wouldn't let you get a shot or something, or something."

... I'm going to be pissed off if I prevent it in the "junction". Sturdy enough...... I guess I'll keep it up more.

"Is this box suddenly heavy? It's harder to move."

"Oh, yeah, it's true, it's so heavy"

It's my fault.

I was transported to them as I continued to fight, mixed with feelings of wanting to see them and not wanting to see them.

"What, hey, hey, hey!

The hunters' battle was just over at a time when we approached a distance where we could see each other. When Ramis' gaze captures us, she's running like a jump as she submerges the ground, sticking it in this way.

Stop the full speed escape with your stepped foot smashing the ground! What if they jump with that much momentum?!?

Rummis slipped over here with his hands wide open from a few meters away. The "junction" is... no. It's not a vending machine to play a woman who cried and jumped in, she sucks as a man.

The choice here...... take it!

Staring at the sobbing face slowly approaching me - it's okay, the sturdy is up to fifty, so it's okay. I was telling myself.

Heavy enough bass to rock the atmosphere fills the perimeter, and a gang of bulimic demons is blowing away that was carrying it with shockwaves that occurred during the clash.

"Ten damage. Ten less endurance."

Gooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!

"Hackon! Stupid. Oh, my God! Because I believed it, because I believed it was never broken!

"2 Damage. Reduced Endurance by 2"

Let it go, you've grown up, Ramisu. And could you stop pounding on Don and his body?

I even tried to say something to get him to leave, but when I saw him pressing his wet face with tears and crying, I decided that I should take this in silence.

You should take that feeling until she's satisfied.

"3 Damage. Endurance reduced by 3."

Let's fix it gently.

When I managed to get over the all-powerful embrace from her, the other faces walked over. All the familiar faces are sloppily lined up.

"Damn, you make me worry. Ha, I believed you, too. You're absolutely safe."

Hulumi hit me lightly with his fist when he put his forehead on my body. You were really worried about me, my voice is weak as usual.

"Hackon, good to see you again."

"I guess it's not broken somewhere. If the hackon breaks, you'll be in trouble, you know that. Let my beloved girlfriend worry."

Did the gatekeeper Gollus and Carios also come to help? I wonder if I can ask Ramis to install it near the gate next time I thank him.

"Hackon, thank God. If you can't find it..."

"It was dangerous, wasn't it, White..."

"Right, red..."

Bizarre group of fools men breathing out relief and dropping their shoulders. Uh, what does this reaction mean?

"Mr. Hackon, you're safe. Best of all. I just told Mr. Rummis that I abandoned you."

"The captain was stuck in a terrific sword screen, and if he couldn't find it, what would have happened..."

I was satisfied to hear the deputy commander Filmina and the archer Shui's explanation.

Was she threatening to sit at my feet and stare at me? Sorry, just worry about it.

"Hackon. But how could I have helped? I've never heard of anyone who fell out of a hierarchy and was safe."

Chairman Bear stares at me from the top to the wheel, while I have my doubts.

If you drop that altitude, you'll usually die instantly. I had a scrap of future forecasts in my head then, too.

"Chairman, Chairman, it's been a while!

The faces of the bulimic demons that were blown away by the shockwave are coming back to life at some point, surrounding Chairman Bear.

"Whoa, you've got all the big eaters on your feet. You've found Hackon and you've protected him, thank you."

Hmm? Is that the Raging Devils... just naming themselves?

"What, Chairman? What's a hackon?

"There's no point in Micheane not knowing. This box of magic props is called Hackon, a resident of the Lake Hierarchy of the Clean Stream."

"Residents?"

The Devils of bulimia (self-proclaimed) All of the Great Eaters are tilting their necks.

Is Chairman Bear acknowledging me as a resident, a vending machine? I've been too blessed to meet people since I came to the other world. Damn, you wouldn't be leaking water from a very happy vending machine.

"Oh, he's a resident. I live in a settlement in the lake hierarchy of fresh streams"

"Yeah, but this is a handy magic trick..."

"Oh well. Your lords left you unaware. Hackon can communicate his intentions. Hey, Hackon."

"Welcome"

"Because the Chairman. Look, all I'm saying is you're here."

"Hackon has a limited number of words to speak. Welcome, yes. And Zanen, no."

It seems incredible to hear Chairman Bear explain, and the Big Eaters are staring at me half-eyed.

"Uh, I guess it was Hackon. The demons of bulimia ate the most, no doubt the fried meat one?

"Welcome"

"Uh, well, then, his name is Short"

You're "zanne" because it's Pell who's pouting.

"Ugh, it's a lie. So you knew all about what we were talking about?

"Welcome"

He opens his mouth so big that his jaw is about to fall off, and his black eyes are about to pop out.

Well, they didn't even think about fine dust being able to communicate with me.

I thought a lot of money would roll in. Their shock is considerable, and Chairman Bear keeps explaining it, but it's not in my ear at all.

Oh, yeah. As a shipping cost later, I'll just fry from and behave, so I was wondering if you could give me a break.