I Reincarnated Into a Vending Machine

There are starting to be more makeshift tents outdoors as they have almost knocked down the demons in the settlement.

The demons outside the walls have not attacked since then, and they live according to nature's cooking in the open air.

As disturbances until a few days ago lie, calm days have passed.

I was beginning to see looseness in the expressions of the residents and hunters in the peaceful routine I wanted.

But among other things, Chairman Bear and Ramis are probably concerned about how each hierarchy is, occasionally, shadowed by its expression.

Hulumi and Grandpa are caged daily trying to do something about the transfer formation, but they don't seem to be doing well in the next step.

I wish it was something that would change my mood. The summer festival by the residents was to be held at a time as if you had read my mind that you thought.

He said this is also a celebration of the success of the defense battle, and Chairman Bear agreed with pleasure.

A steep pitch adorns the square in front of the Hunter Association. Even so, I can't do it so flashy because of the lack of supplies.

The preparations were over in a few hours, and a festival like the handcrafted Cultural Festival was held, but it just seemed to make sense that for the first time in a long time a fully playable place had been provided, and we all enjoy it.

I'm going to have fun doing it too, without even thinking about the hard part just today. It was held to blow away the dark mood.

I miss the fact that there are only four outdoor shops, but the crowd is in full swing, young and old.

Well, you still can't beat me!

It's summer now. Though the sun has set, it seems steamy and hot that you can't even flatter it for a comfortable evening. So, the product I offer is shaved ice.

Ice cream had already been obtained as a product, but when it comes to summer festivals, it would be shaved ice. I can't give in there.

As a business, shake ice is cost-effective. Customers are satisfied when they say they just hung syrup on the ice, and this one has little cost. Point conversion was also surprisingly cheap.

I have already finished choosing KakiIce Vending Machine as a feature. A photograph of the shaved ice served on the vessel is affixed to the top of the body, which is based on white.

Pictures of green, red, yellow and tri-colored shaved ice with plenty of syrup motivate me to buy. Flavor is a staple in the classics: melon, strawberry and lemon.

However, it is important to note that some of the ice on this vending machine is of poor quality, and sometimes the taste of syrup is degraded when eaten in out-of-season winters.

- But my dexterity comes alive here. Crush the ice as fine as possible like powdered snow and pour plenty of fresh without breaking the syrup.

And then, what the hell? It looks delicious to see, didn't you get a shaved ice?

It also has the effect of heat and sells shaved ice like flying.

"Ahhh, put it on. Yeah, yeah! Oh, my God."

"Already, Mr. Carios. Red fluid in your mouth."

Karios and she are showing off their friendliness as they eat shaved ice in front of us.

She wipes her mouth with a syrup bettri, smiling.

Yeah, yeah, you're smiling. I'm not willing to say anything wild at the festival. Let's just say I teach Carios how to eat good shaved ice.

"Let Me Be"

"Potential for Kuchi"

"Mm, should I scratch it all at once? All right."

Without a doubt, the floating carios cheeked the shaved ice all at once.

What will happen as a result? Everyone in Japan knows.

"Ugh, my head's Keane, yeah, yeah."

I'm fine. I'm fine.

Ha ha, shaved ice is something to eat slowly and calmly.

Hands on Carios' back as she worries, moving away. I don't even feel like I've done something a little worse.

Observing the two of you, did your headaches heal, or you're sitting on a bench in a remote place.

"I'm already in a hurry to eat. I'll feed you, won't I? Ahem."

"Come on, you're embarrassing yourself here."

"Mr. Carios, will you eat it?"

"Shh, shh, shh. Just one bite. Ahem."

... Should I have worn a tabasco instead of strawberry syrup?

No, can't you change the taste of syrup? I miss the three kinds a bit. If I could top the fruit with something else, it would be more popular.

Oh, I had Mind Power. I have a long desk in front of me, so I'll arrange the bagged cut apples that I took out of the Apple Vending Machine here.

This apple is cut to an easy-to-eat size and is flavored with honey and caramel, so it can be used as a topping for shaved ice. Serve other bananas and other fruits as well.

Now I became an ice vending machine and manipulated tons of ice to build a large vessel of ice on my desk. Line the strawberries and skinned fruits with "Mind Power".

I was immersed in the task, but when I realized it, I had a hedge in front of me. Interesting peek at this one.

I didn't mean it that way, but it seemed to have an attractive effect as a performance. If you have an audience, do you want to speed up even more?

Next, if you go back to the shake ice vending machine again, this time serve it in a plastic vessel, as just crushed ice, without serving syrup. Arrange it all the way to the desk in front of you.

Since a sufficient number has been secured, will the newly acquired functions be shown here?

It's a classic vending machine, but I've never used it before.

It's a vending machine that pours the beverage you choose in a paper cup, so major that you don't need to explain it now.

Usually I pour the stock solution into a paper cup, divide it with water or carbonated water, and the system where ice is put in, but this time only the stock solution will be utilized.

Originally, the paper cup is placed where it is (mindfulness power), and the ice without syrup is moved. Then, the white stock solution, Japan's most famous lactic acid bacteria beverage, is released onto the shake ice.

If you hang the juice stock like this, it would be a syrup substitute. This will multiply the type of syrup by several times.

Topped with more pre-prepared fruit, done.

"Whoa, Hackon, what is this? More than just the ice, I guess."

"Yeah, yeah, it's cute, it looks sooo yummy"

Soon he was in the hedge, Hulumi and Ramis staring at him with their throats rattled.

"Whatever."

"I'm here."

The Hunter Association has all the food and beverage bills for today, so take whatever you want.

When I said that, people simultaneously pushed against special shaved ice and quickly sold out.

I was also glad that it was more popular than I thought, but more important than that is the fact that using "mindfulness power" is likely to make easy cooking.

I just can't handle knives because "Mind Power" is the ability to manipulate products only. I have never seen a vending machine selling blades before, so there is no blade present in the product.

I feel a little spared because with the blade it might have been possible to fight close.

"Welcome!

It was the voice of a healthy child that brought to life the consciousness that was sinking into the sea of thought.

Empty, little girl gripping a shaved ice vessel and laughing softly at it. Is that the grandson of an old couple who is part of a regular quartet?

"You're welcome!

"Thank you"

He said the same thing twice and thanked me for it, but it seemed right. I'm grinning deeper than I was earlier.

"Hey, what's a hackon? What kind of magic trick is that? It's not weapons or protective equipment, is it? Commercial magic props?

"I never even thought about it, is it going to be a universal commodity supply demon prop or something?

"Hulumi, that's too long. Wouldn't it be nice to have an all-purpose magic tool?

Hulumi and Ramis have appropriately answered the child's honest question.

But don't bother answering when they ask you that. I think there is no analogy in this other world. Will I tell you honestly here?

"Shh."

"Aiku"

Ugh, too much words to say vending machines. Were you forced to do the same? I tried to connect it at the fastest possible speed, but didn't it sound like a "kick"?

It's a rough business that can rarely be done because it takes an unusual concentration just to go on and say two letters.

"Shito-Ai... Ki?

"Hmm."

Now I just have to be satisfied with this.

One day, when the day comes when I can speak more fluently, I'll decide to have it officially named.