I bought it, a high grade, highest quality food printer. We had to lose a whole room, but it fits. We have to stock up on food cartridges too, but this really is huge.
By the way, Tortilla Double has fourteen doors in the living room, but two of them on the port side, the one with the bar counter and the one with the regular food printer, have only two doors, unlike the starboard side.
The door to the front of the ship, where the cockpit is, leads to a maintenance room and a passage that leads to the torpedo tubes. The door down on the elevator side leads to a passage to a maintenance room, and the elevator. If you keep going down there, you can go to the generator, shield generator, and enter the big turret.
That maintenance room is currently just a storage room. But since there were lockers and stuff already there, I’m sure that’s what they were using it for anyway.
There are tools and work clothes in there with Kori and Saratha’s names, and things with a warning not to touch them, but since they just look like scrap iron, I’m not sure what to think of it.
There are six rooms starboard side, from the cockpit, mine, Iris’, Kori’s, Saratha’s, Suzuri’s, and an empty one.
Iris’ was also empty before she got here. Noise leaks a bit through the walls, and since my crew is all girls, we left an empty room as a buffer.
There are three rooms left and right on the elevator’s side, and on the right side, there’s a room just for a simple medipod that’s big enough for Saratha to jam herself inside. Next to it is another simple medipod and medical supplies. Stuff like magic potions.
On the left, we took down a wall between two rooms and installed a bath. The other room on the left side was empty, so that’s where the high grade food printer is now.
We tore down a wall in the living room to make it so we can input commands like a vending machine, and insert materials through the door. It looks like one of those vending machines that sells hot snacks.
We were discussing what to do with the food printer on the bar counter side, but since it’s been well serviced, we decided to keep it in storage.
What if our high grade Master Chef breaks? We’d have to get our nutrients straight from the food cartridges, or place them near hot machinery to roast them with far-infrared rays.
Let’s not let it get to that point. But then again, we have retort bags and frozen foods, so I doubt it would get that bad. Maybe we should sell it when we have the opportunity.
But it’s getting cramped in here… We only have two empty rooms left.
“Why are you looking at the empty rooms? Do you want to get more girls in here?”
“Not unless they have special skills. Also, if we have guests, we’d have to place a simple bed in the cargo bay.”
“I imagine we will have few opportunities to welcome such guests.”
“Although there was that time you transported a mechanical intelligence such as myself.”
“That’s not going to happen unless we accept a quest like that, right~?”
At this point, there would be more trouble than benefits, so we shouldn’t transport guests. Not that I want to transport anyone other than mechanical intelligence, because that’d be a pain. Maybe I wouldn’t feel the same if we had a room just for guests…
“After we taste the new food printer, we’ll talk about upgrading me… I don’t wanna.”
“We will accompany you when you have the surgery.”
“Tough it out. This one’s going to be to improve your combat abilities, so it’s unavoidable.”
“Do you want me to go there there for you~~?”
“Do it, I really don’t want to go. And hold my hand too…”
And so, I’m going to swap my eyes.
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The stuff that comes out of the high grade food printer really is tasty. The curry feels homemade, and butter-smelling croissants are on par with the pros. I say that, but I only had ones from the chain store in front of the station.
I reaaaaaaly don’t want to do this. I’m thinking about bread to escape this reality. The high grade food printer is the best.
“You received the universal vaccine, so assume you won’t have side-effects. The only issue would be machine malfunctions. In that case, please make use of the normal cyber eyes you will be given as a spare.”
“Is it going to hurt to install the ether tactical eyes, or give me a headache because there’s too much information?”
“You already have thought calculation implants, so that will go away eventually. However, it will be like that at the start. If you experience such issues after a week, please check yourself in a simple medipod, or consult a local doctor or hospital. If this happens, switch to normal cyber eyes or have a family member guide you by the hand.”
I’m in a white room that smells of antiseptic, with a blue-skinned person who has a tail and is wearing a white coat, although his face is that of a walker like me. His webbed hands tell me this doctor is probably of a race of people that took the amphibian route.
Suzuri’s face is a little red as she holds my hand, and none of the others wanted to do it.
“You seem despondent. Is there a problem?”
“I don’t like hospitals.”
“Everyone says so… They all want to have it done in a medipod.”
“I’d rather not do anything to my eyes.”
“This is precisely why you cannot stay this way. The way you hold my hand like a child is weak to the point of being humorous.”
But I don’t wanna. I really didn’t like going to the dentist every month either. I had a series of ten T-shirts about being scared of needles.
“I heard about a mercenary who fought an earth dragon without proper implants, but to be afraid of implants? I guess everyone has their weaknesses…”
“Surgery is a tough opponent… Let’s leave, Suzuri.”
“Don’t say that, I haven’t even anesthetized you yet… Here it goes. Please don’t run from…”
“Give it up! You said you were going to improve your fighting ability!”
“Eyeballs…”
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“I didn’t hear anything about swapping them, wait, I don’t know this ceiling!!!!”
“Congratulations, the surgery went without a hitch. Nothing strange, easy.”
Says the amphibious old man doctor. There are letters I can’t read at the edge of my vision, which are then replaced by the words ether tactical eyes. Then the words ether tactical corporation appear, and it all disappears.
These are basically artificial eyes, and apparently switching to these didn’t cause a problem in my body.
My eyesight was short of 1.0, but the nanomachines turned my reflexes back into those of a teenager. Still, I was surprised by how much I couldn’t make use of those specs.
Of course, the neural composite enhancement means all my moves and nerves were enhanced, but my eyes lagged behind. But what can you expect from a thirty year old that used his smartphone too much?
As my body got used to the life extension surgery, my eyes should rejuvenate in half a year to a few years, but unfortunately, my occupation as a mercenary means I can’t wait for that.
That means that I unfortunately had to part with the eyes given to me by my parents. They look gross, don’t eat them.
Well then, with my new ether tactical eyes, I can see magic energy, set brainwave restrictions, share a tactical map, pull up a minimap, connect to the ship to activate a sight in front of me, activate standard night vision, adapt to light and darkness, I am immune to flashbangs, use an electronic telescope, use magic to see far away, and more, since these are military grade eyes.
They’re also bulletproof and come with self-repairing glass. What am I using this for? Apparently it’s so dirt doesn’t damage them.
“Well then, your eyes are in this cold storage container, in magic potion. And this memory card contains your eyes’ genetic information in case you want to replicate them.
This bottle contains a mild painkiller potion, which you should take in the morning and night for three days. Refrain from doing strenuous exercise for at least three days, and absolutely do not drink any high grade potions for at least a week, or your eyes might regrow. It would be very troubling if they did. Also, you can enter hyperspace.
Come back any time, and take care.”
“Thank you very much.”
“Thank you very much, doctor.”
The eyeballs my parents gave me are back. Welcome back. You came back fast. Where should I put them…
I spent three hundred thousand on these and the surgery, and got normal cybernetic eyes as a freebie.
My eye sockets received a lot of stuff so I can connect standard cybernetic eyes, so from now on, I can take out and swap my eyes when I want.
And I’m absolutely not doing that. I don’t want to remove my eyes. And I’m not drinking a high grade potion either.
“Ooh… Are your eyes blue now?”
“Hna? No, that’s probably the default. Hold on, let me change… It’s nice how I can change that with just my thoughts.”
“Your eyes are shining with various colors…”
“I can’t tell, but are they like gaming eyes? I’ll make them brown so they don’t stand out.”
“Good work, master. I will take your things, so make your way to the transport drone.”
Says Iris, who was waiting in the waiting room. Just walking a bit sends me too much information from my eyes and makes me dizzy.
“You seem to be staggering a little. Do you want me to put you in the drone?”
“That would be better… Are you all right?”
“I don’t have a headache, but I feel like it’s going to take some time for me to adjust. Can’t you do something about it, Iris?”
“I apologize, but those adjustments must be done by you, master…”
“I read the manual among other things, and will support you! We can eat something nice today, such as that fruit.”
I could have a piece… As I stagger, Iris holds me in a princess carry, and starts walking.
“Were you not going to put him in the drone!?”
“This way is safer.”
“Maybe. Probably… Hm, moving…”
“Give up… You really are weak…”
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We decided to buy the high grade food printer yesterday, and finished installing it this morning. After lunch, I had the surgery in the afternoon, and it’s time for the first dinner.
I have steak and corn soup. Tasty. I can’t go back to a normal food printer.
Steak from a normal food printer is like something out of a retort bag!!!! I guess hamburger steak is a kind of steak, but still!!!
Dinner is nice, about as good as Seiten no Hekireki rice.
I’m honestly wondering if we even need organic farmers markets, but there are areas where it can’t compete against organic food. Not to mention that it’s occupying a room in Tortilla Double, and I assume not many people can put fifty million yen on this.
It feels like something that would be in a luxury cruise corvette or frigate class ship. The Herald of Autumn probably had one.
“So? Do those artificial eyes plop out when you look down?”
“Nope. I don’t know why.”
“You were staggering a lot on the way back, but are you all right? Do you want to take a bath?”
“I’m a little scared of showering, so I’ll settle for magic.”
“Then what about our nighttime fun~~~!?”
“Stop licking me with your eyes, I have to take it easy for three days.”
“You can travel through hyperspace, so after lunch tomorrow, should we depart for the Zadar colony while keeping an eye on Tortilla Double and you, master? It will take ten days, so you should have adjusted to your new eyes by then. Worst case scenario, I will take over fighting.”
Eh!!!!!!? My yell goes unanswered.
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I don’t understand the this paragraph:
The living room has fourteen doors, that’s fine. But what do you mean bar counter and food printer have doors? Are they not in the living room, and two doors lead to their rooms?
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Is it bad that I imagined a black t-shirt with the Injection-type AsaCoCo on it first~?