I Reincarnated Into a Vending Machine

The battle against the multi-armed demon ended with no hesitation.

There are no color scenes where only women are captured on the tentacles for any reason, nor is there a predetermined development that ships are destroyed and thrown out into the sea and their companions are separated.

This is what real is all about, albeit fantastic worlds. Well, I'm glad this is because if that was actually happening, it would be a life crisis.

By the way, Pitty was recovered safely. I would add that the raised pity hasn't exactly figured out what happened to him, so he was behaving suspiciously for a while.

I did something wrong, even though it was an emergency, so I'm going to let you enjoy my selection of sweets.

"Pitty, are you sure this way?"

"Yeah... Home... I want to go home soon... I'm scared out there..."

The drawstrings seemed to be getting worse, and they stopped coming out of the shield, except for the meal and the bathroom.

And worried about her like that, the burning chairman is talking to something.

"Come on, I don't want to be stuck in a shell! I know you're not feeling well without the sunshine! Come on out! Let's swim together!

"Leave me alone... please..."

It's a nuisance in the name of persuasion, isn't it, for Pitty?

Forced personality can be a detonator that can change things from time to time, but incompatibility can make things worse.

Looks like it's time to stop.

"Kaichi Let's"

"What the hell, Hackon?"

"Let it go."

"Here it is."

"Will you persuade me instead? Then I'll take care of it! I'll even fish!

He raised his hand vigorously and ran towards the stern. I'm not a bad person, but I seem to be the one whose body moves before I think about it.

I just want to get the contents of the two shells rolling in front of me out somehow, but I don't even think I can comfort her with the lack of words.

It's a little earlier than planned here, but let's try to be flexible with a selection of sweets.

"Poof."

"It's Pitty... what... Mr. Hackon..."

Will you reply? As usual, I don't feel angry whispering, but is it because of my mind that I don't seem more upset than I thought as far as hearing my voice goes?

"Oh, shit."

"Sashimasu"

I liked Eclair last time, so this time have a premium shoe cream. Let's give him the pudding too.

When placed in front of the shellfish, his mouth only opened slightly and his hands reached out of the gap and both disappeared inside. That's about to make me thirsty, so let's get a drink ready too.

"Delicious... thank you... Mr. Hackon..."

"Here and here."

"Thank you"

"Ugh...... funny...... demon props...... people? Right... Mr. Hackon..."

The fact that shellfish and vending machines are talking may be horror footage from the side, but I'd be happy if I felt a little darker.

"To everyone...... it's just annoying...... I want to be more... firm......"

Pitty is starting to make a monologue about how easy it is for me to talk because I'm a demon prop. Let's get to the listeners here.

"I know about that guy too... I've been fooled... and I can't give up... but with my head... I understand... my emotions... I can't follow..."

"Hmm."

"About myself... all the time... think about it... you don't like women... so... everyone hates you..."

I wonder if people will think of me because I'm not sure about myself. I can understand what it's like to like someone who's been nice to me.

Because even I've fallen in love with a well-deserved girl who talks to me about something as a student. I was a simple young man with a love heart just to treat me normally when I was living a hot life, yes.

I wish Pitty was a little more confident in herself, but she's not a counselor, she's not very experienced in women. What can she say to me?

Somehow, I just want you to know that we don't all hate each other.

"Squirrel."

"Shiroko's"

"Totally. Chia."

I managed to persuade them by connecting the words I could speak, but would they have conveyed the meaning properly?

No reaction……. The slightly open gap in the shellfish is now completely closed as well. Apparently, I made the wrong choice of words.

"True... to... not hated... of..."

Whoa, he gave me the word back. Seems to have reached my heart properly.

"Hmm."

"A troublesome woman... doesn't seem to..."

"Hmm."

I don't think I can help but delay my reply for a moment. Negative opinions need to be avoided here to build confidence.

"I... can I help..."

Don't you hate being with everyone? I was wondering if you were getting attached to it as a result, but I have to change my mind.

That defensive technique was a brilliant arm worthy of praise. Even though I could be more proud.

"Like me... I'm really glad you depend on a woman... but I'm scared... to betray my expectations... to be abandoned... so... from the beginning... nothing... if you don't... disillusioned... because..."

Was it? He's also running around refusing, because he was afraid he'd betray his expectations and be disillusioned. Perhaps the presence of a thinker is one of her excuses for escaping.

"Defense is all I can do... but I really... I wonder if I can help..."

"Hmm."

"Shin."

"Riu."

I want to make a cool decision, but I don't have enough words and I get dumb rhetoric.

"Shin Teriyu... I believe... I mean..."

"Hmm."

I don't expect it, I believe it. It's my discretionary idea, but I feel that expectations are being pushed by others on their own.

But all I believe is that I don't expect anything in return from them - I just believe. That doesn't have to be accompanied by consequences. I just hope so. That's all.

It's really weird that you can't put that into words and tell them well.

"You don't have to rely... be angry... don't...?

"Hmm."

"You don't have to... mourn or... don't...?

"Hmm."

"Well... a little more... good luck... I'll see..."

"Thanks"

I wonder if you just broke it down a little bit.

Some would deny without a heads-up that this kind of response "is just spoiling it, because that's what it is, it doesn't improve".

In fact, she seems to have grown up in those environments.

According to the Shui's stories, her parents taught defense techniques from generation to generation, a clan with a lot of trust from the country, and therefore education was rigorous. He had been thoroughly scratched before he felt comfortable, and his father seemed to curse him in the name of education, as he did every day.

This character has been built after those experiences. A being who said he liked himself, who was not confident in himself and was not tender by anyone, and accepted everything and spoiled me.

It might be an inexorable story to rely on a con artist.

I hope it improves little by little because I don't think the roots are bad people.

"This treat... feed him too... I want to give him..."

Maybe we should get out of scum first.

They wish there were other subjects they could rely on at times like this, but how about sticking with Hebrew? Except for the shoes, he's not a bad guy. Except shoes.

I wonder if the first thing negative thinking feels right with each other, Michelle. But Pitty's going to get more and more depressed before all those good-looking guys.

That one, there's no man I know who can let go and recommend... No, wait. Let's think calmly. Choosing one close man at a time.

First of all, Chairman Bear. Rejected because the race is different.

The face of the big food troupe is out of the question for the same reason.

Grandpa Shimelai has Grandma Yumite, so if I introduce him before the age difference, I will be chopped up.

I wish the gatekeeper Carios would blow it up because she has it. Looks like Golls isn't into romance, huh? I'm indifferent to listening to love stories.

There are young traders and money changers who think. Oh, yeah, I don't have any men to recommend.

Until the good guys show up, I'll talk to them if I can, so can I come out of the shellfish first?