I Reincarnated Into a Vending Machine

"Push harder"

"I've never seen the greatness of Ramis before, hey, white"

"Seriously, seriously"

The red and white twins are pushing my body diligently at the behest of Deputy Filmina, who flies.

I was trying to lift it at first, but there was nothing we could do about it, so I put the wheel out at your feet.

The base is flat on the stone floor, so I manage to push it. Still seems pretty tight though.

Referring to the schematic you showed me in the intoxicating gap, the place we are is the easternmost side of the third floor of a fortification-like building.

The room with Sulrim is on the opposite west side. It was huge when I did it in the corner room. When you're an executive, it seems like you're picking up room spacing.

Compared to the room I was in, it was about triple. That room was enough to live alone, too, but when it was about Sulrim's room, it was too big for me to calm down.

"Fuuuuuuuuu"

If you want to make it easier for them with their faces bright red and pushing with all their strength, you can either erase all the products once and empty them inside or become a cardboard vending machine with a form change. But it's a waste of points, so let's try to keep it up.

"Come on, we're here. Dear Sulrim, I have taken Hackon."

"Yes, let me in"

When I knocked three times and hung up, I heard a cold voice of Sulrim from the other side of the door.

Open both wooden doors and I'll be brought in.

It's a luxurious room, though I was expecting.

A carpet that looks expensive because it has a good hairline. The antique store offers a range of furniture with suspicious designs, with different single-digit prices.

It's like a chandelier hanging from the ceiling, too. Even in different worlds, the image of the rich does not seem very different from that of the Earth, although it is a slightly older proof of the times.

The most eye-catching of them all is the huge window across the street. It has no walls and a glass window on one side, so the view outside looks good.

A brilliant sun and a blue sea stretching everywhere. There is also a line called a huge lake, but I feel somewhat like the sea. If I had a sense of smell, I could have judged by the scent of the tide. Let's ask Pitty later.

"Thank you. Put that hackon down and back off. When you put it back, ask the bones."

The rear figure standing at the window overlooking the sea is Sulrim. You're wearing something like a bathrobe and a bath towel around your neck. The atmosphere in this room goes hand in hand with the typical rich style of showa.

Later it would be perfect if you had a glass of wine in one hand, sitting back in a luxurious looking chair and stroking a cat on your lap.

"Excuse me...... be careful"

At the end of the day Deputy Chief Filmina, who whispered in my ear and cautioned me, left the room.

Though they've turned to the enemy, the Keri Oil Corps leaders are showing me around. It's a strange relationship.

"I hear you're a willful demon prop. I hate humans, but I'm not hostile to any other species. If you're hostile, I won't forgive you."

That's a completely different vibe than when you're exposed to anger emotions in your usual high-flying car. He seems calm, and his tone is calm.

What, that? I don't have a captain's kid who's always holding hands. If you haven't touched it, you won't relieve the 'corrosion' protection and you will have severe pain running all over your body!?

In a hurry, I explore the child's whereabouts, but I don't see him anywhere in the room.

Did you limit yourself to not needing it? No, does it mean that Deputy Filmina and the others were calm, even if you can't see the child?

Then maybe that crystal coffin is also here and is only sleeping when it is not necessary. If you think about it, you have a point.

"Sister, where are you?"

A boy in the same bathrobe as Sulrim kept his hair wet and apparently jumped out the door connected to the next room.

Sister? Even though you're hostage in a hostile pattern, sister?

"Come on, you didn't wipe your head properly. Come here, I'll wipe you down."

"Yeah, thanks, sister"

Sulrim gently wipes the boy's head as he rushes over.

That expression smiles gently with serenity I've never seen before... who you are.

He only looks like a distant sister brother or a young mother and child of his age. I can see the boy also nostalgic with a completely alarmed look.

What, uh, that?

"I'm sorry I popped you then. It didn't hurt."

"Yeah, I'm perfectly fine. I wonder if that's a good way to pretend it hurts."

"Perfect. He was so good."

Was that painful punching around a play? You don't even blow bubbles and have half the acting power, son of Captain Kelli Oil.

No, I was talking about being the smartest and most solid of the triplets, but you're saying that's all the behavior I calculated in the play?

When that happens, it also means that all of Sulrim's cold attitudes toward the boy are acting.

"But don't go too far away. Because even in this room, when you leave the edge to the edge, you can't suppress that negative protection."

"Okay, I'll be careful."

That's what I said. They're smiling at each other. Yeah, you're a friendly family no matter where you look from.

Is there a valid range to strike off the effect of the curse as well? That doesn't have to be a hand tie, and it's about 20 meters from the edge of the room.

And I feel completely forgotten about my existence. I hope you two don't get into the world... No, wait. Wouldn't it suck if I found out about this secret?

That thing doesn't have a mouth sealing flag?

"Oh, sister, that's the rumor hackon."

"Yes, it is. You said you wanted to use it once, so you brought it."

"But you're willing, aren't you? Then you shouldn't have shown us our relationship.

You didn't want me to notice there, boy. Being smart is troublesome.

A glimpse of the dreaded Sulrim complexion - flat.

"It's okay, because they only speak fixed words. There's no one here to communicate with."

Looks like the captain didn't dare tell you exactly what I know.

If it's convenient for you to interpret it, let's talk about it.

"Welcome"

"Wow, I really talked! Hey, hey, now you can shop?

"Yeah, fine. Buy whatever you want."

"Enjoy this."

This has to be a regular vending machine.

"Ah, money..."

"Yes, you can use this as much as you like."

He's giving the boy a sachet full of coins. You can see not just silver coins, but gold coins. How sweet, this guy.

Who is Othi, who was called only for the sake of the boy? Keep it this way, and don't let them understand you by piercing your submissive vending machine swing.

And I need to tell Pitty to keep her mouth shut too.

"You have a lot of unusual drinks, duh, duh, duh, duh, duh"

Damn, I don't have that kind of hobby, but it's adorable.

The face of Sulrim staring at you in the back is melting, breathing rough and dyed red on your cheeks... doesn't that suck, this guy?

Something just happened to me. I have eyes like a beast in my estrus from my sweet sister.

"What does your sister want to drink? Oh, you want to make it food?

When the boy looks back, the look on Sulrim's face changes and he smiles gently.

"Um, your sister can do anything. Choose what you like... it's something else you want to eat."

The last whine didn't seem to reach the boy, but I heard it.

Run! Run, son of Captain Kelli Oil, run! I'm sure it's Shotacon!

Shortly after I found out that the boy was being taken care of and I was relieved that there was no danger to his life, I didn't know he was going to have feathers this time worrying about chastity.

You don't seem to be tainted at the moment, but whatever you think, you're in a bad situation, this kid.

I thought I woke up from years of sleep and held hostage to a situation like this... not pitiful. But if I'm forced to pull it off, the boy will be stuffy with severe pain.

While Sulrim's rational is fine, but from what I've just seen, I don't feel weird whenever I get my hands on him.

What am I supposed to do with this?

Why didn't I expect it in this situation, but there was a new problem.

The boy also seems to admire Sulrim, and I don't have to wonder if it's okay to stay like this anymore, but it's a criminal act, no matter what you think.

That or maybe the type of lust is the boy's age because the body stays a child until he's an adult.

That kind of reflection doesn't help!

I've got more extra worries...... help me, Ramis.

There was no way my sad scream could reach me, and I even got to keep watching the two of them sneeze in front of me.