Jidou Hanbaiki ni Umarekawatta Ore wa Meikyuu wo Samayou
Reborn as a Vending Machine, I Now Wander the Dungeon

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Most people are review bombing due to news and it’s wacky title. But it’s an extremely entertaining series.

We follow a man who loves vending machines so much that he gave his life to cushion the fall of a vending machine that was about to topple over and break on the ground. So in his next life he’s reborn as one. Right off the bat it sets itself up to be fun story that makes this ridiculous concept into something very entertaining. Is it thought provoking or ground breaking? No. However if you’re looking for something absurd and decently fun definitely give it try. 7/10

In all honestly, I have not read much manga. However, this vending machine saga is a story I'm always checking to see if there are more chapters published. The premise is albeit a bit ridiculous, but the manga is aware of that ridiculousness and leans into it wholeheartedly which leads to quite creative and endearing scenarios of resourcefulness and problem-solving, as although we can see the main character's internal monologue and inner thoughts, his external dialogue is limited via plot reasons.

This manga strives to be a story of a vending machine in a fantasy world with endearing side characters taking said vending machine on crazy ... adventures, and it did a great job of what it was striving to do. Of course, it's not perfect; the fantasy world itself is extremely generic, and some of the more dangerous parts of the story get wrapped up conveniently nicely. But if you're down for a fun read of a story of two beings learning to become friends despite physical and communicational differences, I couldn't recommend it more.

Plus, this manga is really making me more interested in manga as a whole... I wonder what I should read next 😊

Oh, mon Dieu. Where do I even begin with this… travesty?

When Reincarnation Goes Wrong… Very Wrong

Two stars. A generous two, mind you. One for the concept, which, I suppose, possesses a certain… grotesque novelty. Reborn… as a vending machine? In a dungeon? The sheer lack of aesthetic sensibility is enough to make my exquisitely painted nails chip in horror!

The protagonist, this… metallic monstrosity, spends its days dispensing lukewarm beverages and questionable snacks to… adventurers. Adventurers! Imagine the lack of style! The utter banality! Where is the flowing fabric? The artfully distressed leather? The gleaming weaponry crafted with an eye for beauty as well as function? ... Gone! Replaced by the clink and whir of a soulless automaton.

And the dungeon! Oh, the absolute drabness! Muddy floors, damp walls, creatures that are more repulsive than fear-inducing. Where is the dramatic lighting? The strategically placed ornamentation? The echoes that whisper tales of forgotten grandeur? Utterly absent! It’s a visual wasteland, a testament to the universe’s capacity for truly hideous design.

The narrative, if one can even call it that, is as stimulating as lukewarm tap water. The vending machine… vends. It occasionally has internal monologues that are about as insightful as a discarded candy wrapper. The interactions with the dungeon denizens are… utilitarian. Where is the passion? The drama? The longing gazes and witty repartee that elevate existence beyond mere sustenance?

Honestly, darling, the entire premise is an insult to the very notion of reincarnation. To be reborn is to be given a new canvas upon which to paint a masterpiece of existence! To be a vending machine… it’s like being condemned to an eternity of dispensing mediocrity. It lacks soul. It lacks flair. It lacks the very essence of what makes life, and indeed, the afterlife, worth experiencing with panache!

Avoid this… thing. It is a blight upon the landscape of imagination. Go and admire a perfectly bloomed rose instead. It will be a far more enriching experience, trust me.