(The computer crashed. I only just got it fixed...)
Nothing was stranger than discussing the end of the world while walking through a scrap yard filled with bizarre smells, filthy air, and garbage everywhere. The atmosphere made it feel like we were wandering through a distinctly styled post-apocalyptic horror movie. Everyone wholeheartedly agreed, especially Lilina, the Loli whose aesthetic sense seemed somewhat abnormal. She claimed she could sense a Gothic, decadent beauty of scrap-metal nihilism from the twisted wreckage around us, and began yearning serenely for the apocalypse that had caused it all. In her words, this decadent garden twisted out of the end of the world was simply the ultimate miracle of violent aesthetics—so Older Sister pinned the Girl down and spanked her for three minutes. Lilina wailed like the world was ending.
Something I said earlier had been right: Busujima Saeko should be grateful that she had received physical enhancement when she enrolled at the Imperial Military Academy, because this environment truly was unsuitable for ordinary people. On this metal planet formed from countless discarded starships, gravity was one and a half times that of Earth. A frail female high school student definitely would not be able to walk far. The air here was even worse. We did not know what was maintaining the oxygen level in this ruin planet's atmosphere. Perhaps the ecosystems inside those warship wrecks were leaking air, or perhaps the local natives had repaired the atmospheric generators—I would rather believe the latter. Otherwise, the ecosystem here was simply too unreliable. Preliminary scans showed that there were no complete ecosystems in these ruins, and plants were so scarce they could be ignored. Relying on biological forces to maintain the oxygen balance in the atmosphere was wishful thinking. The native inhabitants here were clearly similar to