You Look at What You've Done-Is This Even Human? You're Awful!

A pitch-black battleship tore through the endless night.

As everyone waited expectantly, it appeared in the dawn's first light and slowly descended, as though carrying all their hopes.

Then—

With a loud clang, it plowed into the ice.

After all, this wasn't a proper airport, and the ice's load-bearing capacity was somewhat questionable.

On top of that, the Luluye was indeed no ordinary battleship.

It was a wing-in-ground-effect flying fortress.

And... the person piloting the battleship was Irena, a researcher who became an impregnable barrier whenever danger appeared, yet somehow created danger whenever there was none. A mishap or two... was perfectly normal.

Everyone had been brimming with hope, their emotions already perfectly stirred up. Now they stared blankly as the black battleship carved a deep, lengthy trench through the ice.

They stared at each other blankly for a long while before seemingly coming to their senses. "Quick, quick, quick—"

"Save them!!!"

"Elder Sister Yuzu!" Amid overlapping cries of alarm and strange shouts, everyone hurriedly sprinted toward the Luluye, which had crashed into the ice pile with wisps of smoke rising from its side.

Fortunately... the Luluye wasn't some fragile wing-in-ground-effect craft.

It was a genuine flying fortress, a monster of the skies.

Even ordinary Thunderbirds would have trouble breaking through the Luluye's defenses head-on. At most, they could leave a few claw marks on its absurdly thick armor.

So although the Luluye's landing posture was somewhat embarrassing, it hadn't suffered any serious damage.

Aside from sending Soga Toyura straight into Su Youzi's arms, basically nothing had happened.

"Ptooey, ptooey, ptooey—"

"I told you landing on ice wasn't reliable." Wearing a white lab coat, Irena finally kicked the door open. Under the frantic gazes of the استقبال team, she crawled out along the edge of the crushed hatch.

Spitting out