I Reincarnated Into a Vending Machine

The vending machines, me, Ramis, Hulumi, Chief Keri Oil, Shui, the Red and White Twins, the Great Eaters, and Michelle, were to be explored in a large area. And there's a hog truck with a front.

I was optimistic that Ramis wouldn't be frightened with all this.

"It's still a horrible place."

"I'm leaving because I remember urgently, White."

"Right, red."

"I left my stuff at the inn."

A member of the Fool's Odd Regiment has been captured by the Commander as he attempted to turn right and return. I know you're joking about half of it, but you're pretty serious, too. There was enough atmosphere around to make me think so.

A tombstone pierces all over the desolate earth, where no single weed grows. It's not in beautiful condition either. Everywhere is missing, and I don't see it keeping its original shape so far.

A dead tree without a single leaf exists, but its branches are bracketed with a roundabout with a tip and swayed by the wind.

I don't know what to say... you have a flair. Hunter's endless old armor and weapons rolling is also a high point as a horror spot.

I would also like to appreciate the occasional thundering and lightning production.

And well, with a critic-like opinion in my chest, I turned my gaze to the exploring members, but the only ones who are flat are the captain, Hulumi, and the Great Eaters.

"I wonder why you put a grave outside the settlement."

"Well, that's Micheane. Why?"

"You don't know Micheane or Short. I'm sure it's a whim."

"I guess... but it would be a waste to be eaten by demons even if you offered them."

The Great Eaters, after all, seem to have a different feeling of remembering fear from humans, and are not scared at all. As reliable as it can be in these circumstances.

"They say if you die in a dungeon here, the grave will show up on its own. It's a friendly design that automatically engraves your name."

Hulumi hasn't moved either. We can even afford to approach the tombstone unwrought and pay the dust to check his name.

Michelle hasn't kept a smile on her face. At first glance, I almost admired that you were calm without disturbing your mind, but your pupil kept staring at a point. Not too fearful, not stiff or this.

Rummis seems to be staring only at the ground with me on his back and minimizing the damage to his spirit.

"You guys are too upset. Sure, it's a little chilly, but that's all. Don't let the atmosphere swallow you."

The members squeezed their expressions and their complexions didn't look good for flattery, but their bellies seemed set.

Michelle coughs one up when she's hacked and pastes her usual spare refreshing smile.

I got a little upset, but they'll be fine if I get right back to where I was. Ramis can't be expected to fight because he keeps staring at the ground, but if he's just going to be a luggage hauler, he probably can. You can do it, right?

"Ha, well, that's it. Want to explore it appropriately today"

Captain Kelli Oil is rarely taking off his hat and scratching his head tight. I know you're stunned by a difficult future situation, but I don't know how you feel. But I don't.

If the biggest food troupe is likely to be the one you can rely on in the current situation, you'll want to mourn.

I'm appropriately hanging around following the commander's instructions, but my encounter rate with the enemy is considerably higher. I just wandered around about thirty minutes, fighting over ten bodies.

Has the enemy even appeared now discussing it?

The ground flourishes, and from there the admirable meat grows arms that are in decay and see white bones.

Other arms and skulls that have already turned white bones have emerged from all over, pushing the soil, but they are coming out of the vicinity of the headstone in discipline.

Zombies - Looks like a total of eight dead and bone demons, but while breathing, four bodies were destroyed in a ranged attack, and the remaining four were crushed with the fangs and nails of an approaching big eater before pulling their whole bodies out of the ground.

I understand it's an efficient defeat, but your enemies are a little pathetic.

For being frightened, the members of the Fool's Odd Regiment are crisp in their movements, and they carry out their battles without hesitation. Michelle also seems to have no problem activating handsome mode when it comes to fighting.

Then the remainder is Ramisu, but even if the enemy shows up, it will just be breathtaking and stiff, and I don't scream or run away, so I think, for me, it's pretty advanced.

The enemy has been defeated smoothly ever since, but Ramis seemed to be doing the best he could just carry me around and never take part in the fight.

A line back to the settlement before evening pulled into the inn early.

I watch the starless night sky outdoors as usual.

Ever since I found out that the demons here don't harm me, I've been spared time to watch and spill demons at night. I feel like I'm sitting in an expensive chair tilting a glass of wine and watching a horror movie.

Even today, with no punishment, the demons wander around the settlement and peek into the leaking windows of the lights. I've been observing it for a few days and I thought it was an unchanged face with an expression, but for some reason it looks like I'm looking indoors with envy.

Unlike normal demons, the rumors that demons here are based on dead humans probably aren't eyebrow spits.

"Ahhh, ahhh, ahhh"

When I was thinking about it, I heard voices from close range, so I turned my gaze to the front.

It seemed to pack up quite a distance before I realized it, and the flesh on my face was shredding, and the rotten face of one eyeball was about to fade away, and the feathers staring at each other at close range.

Oh, yeah, this distance is pretty tight. Besides being illuminated by the light overflowing from my body, the shadows are clear and more powerful.

I couldn't help but scream, "Enjoy this" - you won't answer. I resent this body for only getting stereotypes on these occasions.

Surprise and fear pulled me apart from words emanating from my body that were not worthy of this occasion. Tell me for yourself. I didn't know it would cool down.

Now that you've regained your calm, do you want to observe carefully? I'm pretty sure it's the Dead Man right in front of you. Probably a child because of his low back length.

One of my remaining eyes is staring at me as I say "ahhh" if I'm unusual. If it is true that it is based on people, does this dead demon mean that a child who lost his life at an early age has become a demon?

Just thinking about it made me not think of this dead demon as a horrible being. If you don't want to harm me, and you're looking at me with curiosity as a child, is it pathetic to make it evil?

"Welcome"

"Ahhhh, ahhh"

My neck is tilted when I speak. Does it still have memories of when it looked like it but the contents were human? If so, don't be tough to take them down from now on. Well, it's not like I'm fighting.

Oh, come on, don't stick around. Fingerprints. It's got rotten meat on it. Yeah, I'll give you this already.

I don't know if I can drink it, but I also dropped the most popular orange juice on the blonde twint lady in the mouth.

I reacted to the sound of guttan and can falling, but don't you understand what that is? Then why don't you play orange juice in the "junction"?

Looking back in reaction to the juice rolling over to the ground passing next to the child dead demon, he headed for the juice in an irresistible foothold shaking his body at all costs.

Sounds like the type that overreacts to the sounds that are common in zombie movies.

When I grabbed the can of orange juice with both hands, I lifted it and watched it wondering what I was going to do with the lid, but it bit. Orange liquid overflows from the gaps in the teeth that penetrate the aluminum can easily, wetting the body of the child dead demon.

As it was, he seemed satisfied as he continued to chew every can of aluminum, disappearing into the darkness. It was an unexpected encounter, but I would never see him again. It was an odd night, but I didn't feel strange and unpleasant.

I have finished my second day of exploration and am also out of my inn at dusk.

As usual, Ramis is not in the fight, but he is getting enough to look ahead and watch the fight properly. Yeah, let's do our best at this rate.

"Ahhhhhh"

Has a dead demon or a dead demon sprang up again? Looks like he's only here today to hang out late at night.

Watching such demons, there was an individual walking up to me in a straight line. Could that little dead demon be the same one as yesterday?

Rotten face and fallen hair are similar but there is no certainty. I wish it were an easy feature to understand, but it's hard to tell the face from which it's about to rot. If it's the same dead demon, can you tell by serving orange juice?

Playing orange juice outside the junction as well as yesterday, he picked it up and left satisfied with every can again. Is it possible that they miss you? No, I don't think so.

The third night. Here we go again...... child dead demon.

Did it occupy the taste like a child? Residues of habits and instincts as children, even if they are demons, may be slightly creeping into their corrupt bodies.

Maybe this doesn't make any sense, but I gave this kid orange juice today. I don't know what I want to do myself, but interacting with this kid is becoming a late-night pleasure.

Days four, five, and six have passed. The exploration went well and today was the first time we were going to spend an evening outside the settlement. Even so, it's only about a ten minute walk from the settlement, so you're supposed to run in if you have to.

You've done a bad thing to the child dead demon who's been showing up every night since. I can't give you orange juice today. Well, I'll be home tomorrow, so let's just have one day of patience.

"Hackon, let me sleep beside you today"

Everyone is in a circle surrounding the fire, but I am kept only a short distance away from the direct fire. Rummis, wrapped in a blanket in front of me, sits back.

You put up with me being scared all day. I'll be happy to sleep with you.

"Welcome"

"Thank you, Hackon"

I guess my spirit was worn out by extreme tension. Ramis was quickly invited to sleep.

Good day, Ramisu. Let's work together again tomorrow.

Keep your perimeter alert to protect sleeping Ramisu from danger. The watch tonight is a relatively solid combination of Miquenne and Short from the Big Eaters. And a lineup called the Red and White Twins.

They can safely leave it to the enemy to perceive and respond, but this other world doesn't know what will happen. There will be no harm in a large number of wary people.

I didn't even seem to feel like cooking in a place like this today and it wasn't a bad income because everyone bought the product for me.

When I hung out late at night and the watchman was a little relaxed, I caught a slight sound.

"Ahhh..."

Dead demon. Just the hell with it, but my voice gradually grows louder as it seems to be coming this way.

"Red, do we all wake up?

"If only the hell would be okay, white"

The two Big Eaters remain on alert and the Red and White twins seem to respond to the sound coming from my direction.

They lined up beside me, so I increased the amount of light so the enemy could look good.

It was the little dead demon that rose in the darkness...... so this individual!

"A child? It's pathetic, but I need you to grow up!

"Zane."

He screams at maximum volume to stop the popping red, but he stuck the spear into the belly of the child dead demon without looking back.

"What the hell, Hackon? What's wrong with shouting out loud?"

Red is looking at me with a confused face that doesn't even make sense, but I don't care about that. The child dead demon today is no way, that individual who was coming late at night......

"Oh, my God, I'm caught in the tip of something. Oh, this is a container of Hackon drinks, isn't it? Where did you get this guy?"

His spear pierced, no doubt, was a fragment of a can of orange juice.

I know it's wrong to be angry at red. For him, the child dead demon is just a demon. There is nothing to be blamed for, even if it can be handled quickly and praised.

I know, I know, but... I fall down with my hand extended toward this one, watching this kid makes the wiring seem short.

I'm sure this kid found me and came to get some juice, as usual. But that's just speculation, and maybe he's really here to attack humans.

Yes, even today is later than always time to buy it. This kid is a monster. It's instinct to attack people.

"Red, that individual, do you have anything in your hand"

Caught in white words and skipping his gaze, a coin was held in the hand of the stretched child dead demon.

"No way, were you trying to shop? No, it can't be..."

"I don't know if it's that dead demon, but there was an individual staring at us from afar. I ignored it because it didn't come out a little bit."

It was Micheane who had interrupted the story. If it's nocturnal and the night is bright, you can't go wrong with what they say.

I mean, was this kid trying to imitate his buddy buying merchandise with coins and putting coins in me...

You're an idiot, I wish my kids wouldn't mind that. Besides, it's a piece of copper in your hand, and that's not enough.

Even after the two people who lost interest left, I couldn't help but look away from the child.

Turning his body into a "coin vacuum cleaner" and sucking his copper coin while struggling, he became the usual vending machine and added orange juice to the product.

Change to the amount you can buy for a single piece of copper coin to drop the orange juice and fly to him.

I set out to say thank you, the first and last thing I said to her.

"Thank you"