I Reincarnated Into a Vending Machine

Since coming to the maze hierarchy there has been an increase in new regularities. The couple in the armored store received the parents and children of the inn, the Hunter Association, and most of the residents here bought it every day.

Or this hierarchy has too few inhabitants. Even though it's an unpopular hierarchy, it would be up for business around ten people. and I was extra worried even though I was an outsider, but Rummis, who had the same doubts as me, questioned the receptionist, solved the mystery.

Actually, my predictions are in the middle of nowhere, and they say a certain amount of money is paid each month by the Hunter Association. In other words, even if the guests do not come at all, their income is guaranteed to the extent that they can live a full life.

Then the story changes. If you don't work but you get paid, many people will be able to stand this predicament.

Nevertheless, free time is welcome to some extent, but when that becomes too long, it seems that if you are a worker, you will experience pain and anxiety for some time.

So the interesting thing here is that the occasional hunter entertains us with a welcoming mood to an unusual point when he visits us.

This time we are staying for a long time, so the residents' faces are full of life and tension.

Three days after we arrived at the settlement, the Fool's Bizarre Group headed down another tier and said they would come and invite us when they had finished collecting information.

Chairman Bear said it was time to go back to the Lake Hierarchy of Qingliu. He had a lot of problems, and returned first.

The faces of the still remaining Ramis, Hulumi and the Great Eaters are requested by Chairman Bear, so we cannot leave. Rarely did another hunter come to this hierarchy as they prepared themselves to decide tomorrow.

A neutral beautiful young man with blonde blue eyes, wearing slightly lustrous full-body armor, as if the surface were wet in pitch black, visited the Hunter Society alone.

Beautifully stretched hands and legs, back sword plus pitch-black armor. I don't know what to say, but the receptionist's gaze is focused on him as if super beautiful CG footage had come out of a game that he boasts, packed with women's ideals.

"Excuse me, I just came to this hierarchy today, do you have a detailed map of the maze"

Her waist is soft and her voice is clear. I don't see any flaws so far. It's strange to be jealous because it's a vending machine, but if it's alive, it might even be painful to line up next door as same-sex.

"Yes. If you wait three more days for the map, we will complete the latest precision."

Is that the face of the woman you fell in love with at first sight? I'm the type of person who doesn't believe in love at first sight, but I feel like I can't help it if it's a beauty form to this point. Oh, what if...

I was worried about Ramis and Hulumi, who were mouthing drinks beside me, and I turned my gaze... and I was looking at the young man with all the noise.

"Hulumi, look, look, he's a beautiful man like the one in the picture."

"Oh, you're serious. It's so beautiful."

I don't know what to say, Nori is light. Tensions like when you find celebrities all over the city, not feeling in love. Seems purely impressive.

"Three days, then I'll ask you again in three days."

He walked out the door with a refreshing smile reminiscent of the spring breeze on his way home.

The two receptionists still keep waving even as they disappear. Awesome handsome effect.

Women are easy to fool with their appearance. As far as I can tell, it's not rubbing. Even men are easily attracted to beauties and big breasts, and I think they're each other.

From the eyes of the same sex, I don't think I can help it if it's a beauty form up there. That's about the beauty.

"You feel like a brave man in the old story."

"Ramis, that's a beautiful statue of bravery. A famous hunter is probably a muscle Dharma Osama."

I am shocked that Ramis has been smashed of his longing. There's a reality you don't need to know. Yeah, yeah.

"So, what famous hunter, with 100 blessings, was called God's favored one!? I've heard about Super Beautiful Girls, but, uh, I admire them so much!

The upset is expressed as a dialect.

But a hundred guards is awesome. How many points did you spend? That? That way I can spend points and get features and protection, but are the other hunters or something point-based?

These systems were taken for granted, but would the hunters be stronger if they defeated the demons? You can't hear all this in my stereotype.

"Uh, God's favorite? You still have the literature and testimony that he was a really beautiful and kind man. It's just that I've never stayed anywhere, so I'm supposed to have legends everywhere, but I don't know the details."

You're a cool guy. An unidentified and displaced beauty, a strong character? If it's the subject of a story, it's definitely popular.

"Good -. Because it's our ideal!

"Well, maybe you're one of those special people, too. The ability to challenge the maze hierarchy by itself is considerable."

With all that looks, even if your arms aren't that good, there's no such thing as a rotten female hunter who wants to be a team member. Still, what you're doing alone means standing up.

Maybe I'm keeping team members waiting outside, but somehow I felt like I wasn't sending anyone else. His waist was calm and polite, but he also seemed to treat him one step at a distance.

But, well, I don't care about the inside if it doesn't harm my people.

At night, early bedtime is common sense in the maze hierarchy, where there is no entertainment at all.

Rummis is staying in an abundant room for nothing, but from the outside, the window lights went out, and he fell asleep early.

I'm standing in front of the inn. She seemed to be able to get me indoors, but the weight made me decide to stay outdoors because I would have trouble getting the floor out.

I'm getting used to the body of vending machines, so I don't even hate to get confused outdoors like this. On the contrary, it's strangely familiar to the body.

I feel like my body and mind are becoming vending machines... not a bad thing.

Keep it in the power saving mode at night to the extent that the lights are slightly lit. There is no light source around, so this is unusually noticeable.

But I think the maze hierarchy is too obsolete. Crops do not grow because it is a barren earth, albeit safe, except for the maze. No demons, no animals without them. It looks like irresistible land, but it's actually worth using, right here.

If this is modern Japan or something, I feel like I could make an industrial zone. But is there a difficulty for a normal person to get a job in a labyrinth that doesn't know what will happen?

In the first place, there is still too much uncertainty about what the labyrinth is like. The dungeon I know is not so vast without the sky. The scale is too different to say what it is.

And it's frowning that if you clear the bottom tier, you can make any wish come true. I can't say enough about being able to create such a ridiculous virtual world.

Um, the only thing that bothers vending machines is the sale of products, but you don't.

Thinking about it quite seriously, the area was inadvertently brightened. Whoa, did anyone come out of the inn?

Both open doors of the inn entrance open, from which one beautiful man walks out. Remarkable youth during the day?

He stood right in front of me in all his unreliable footsteps. The expression illuminated by the light emitted is not lively, and the confident and spare attitude of the day is not felt fine dust. My gaze is uncertain and my body is trembling in small pieces.

What's the matter? You're acting suspicious and shameful, unfortunately handsome.

"Oh, oh, I'm already nervous. Why are you all staring at me? Ha-ha-ha, I was scared. I heard this hierarchy is low, but there are quite a few people, okay? No."

Hmm? Now, didn't this young man screw up a quick, pitiful thing? Oh, come on, you mean you couldn't do daytime attitudes, so your nature is this way?

"Oh, no, no, no, no, no. Let's talk to people. I really want you to give me a break. Ahhhhhh."

You're such a sigh that your soul is about to come out of your mouth. Is this man a communal handicap? You mean you're ready to be a handsome character to hide it? What if the reason you're acting alone is a communal disorder? I don't know what to say...... suddenly I'm getting familiar.

"No, no, no. My mother also said that if you take things negatively or think about all the bad things, you can't. Positively, positively."

Repeated deep breaths, watching him grip his fist all the time makes me want to support him.

I do remember asking if the ingredients in the cocoa's fruit have an autonomic effect on relaxation. If so, let's buy cocoa as a new product.

"Welcome"

"Wow, I'm surprised! What, what, what!?

He seemed quite surprised and jumped about three meters on the spot. Wow. Physical ability. If they react so brilliantly, they're going to hurt their pranks, but if they do that, it's the end of the line.

"Enjoy this."

"Ah, ugh. I wonder if it's the box that was in the Hunter Association during the day. It was definitely a strange box to shop in. The Bag Panda Demons were buying it."

He is approaching dexterity with his torso slightly backwards. It's telling the truth that you're scared. It's my fault, but I want to give him cocoa to calm him down.

I tried to align the lower row of steps with cocoa so that the cocoa stood out.

"Uh, you did put the coins in here, didn't you? So, I think I should have pushed the pull-out under the product I wanted"

Switch on the coin as a sign that it has become available for purchase upon confirmation that it has slipped into the body.

"I don't know what to make of it. The painting you're pouring brown liquid into this cup means it's a drink, right? It seems very popular that there are lots of them lined up, and it's similar to the tea I was drinking at my parents' house, so I guess I'll make it this way."

I'm glad you chose cocoa as you wish, but I talk to myself a lot. No, if a friend continued to live a life of little contact with people at home work, you would have said more to yourself.

"Wow, it's warm. Uh, how to open it. Sure pull this place up... I should have."

You look adorable delighted with your innocence. If you're sure, you're handsome, but when the smile is cute, your older sister is going to fall in one shot.

"Hmm. Sweet and delicious. I'm so relieved. This magic trick is good. You don't have to be nervous about shopping."

I have trouble staring at you with the eyes you seem to want. I don't feel bad about being asked for high praise, but my place is set.

"Sure, was the owner them? We'll negotiate tomorrow."

Groaning so, he wrapped his hands around a can of cocoa with care and disappeared into the inn.

I know it's useless to negotiate, but it's splendid not to try to force you to take it away. I'm personally my favorite type of person, but I wouldn't have any more contact with him.

Tomorrow we'll be moving on a separate request.

"Hackon, Michelle, you're going to accompany me to the request!

"Nice to meet you, Hackon"

The next morning, Ramis popped up in front of me and said that the most about opening.

The refreshingly handsome man lined up next to her smiled, remembering that she was constantly putting her hands on me but couldn't shake them, scratching her head shyly.