Three days later.
The reconstruction and cleanup work in Ruins Market was still in full swing. Some of the cleared blocks in the western part of the city already had rows of steel modular buildings standing on them. They resembled Supply Depots, but also had a bit of the underground residential architecture found in mine-base complexes. The area was gradually taking on the outline and appearance of a town. At last, a series of typhoon-strength winds, carrying scattered large raindrops, began sweeping across the coastal land around Ruins Market.
Even without a weather forecast, it was easy to tell from the conditions that a torrential downpour brought by a typhoon was about to arrive.
However, whether the wind was howling or the rain was pouring, it made no difference to a certain troublesome little girl of a head of state. She could eat, drink, play, and sleep to her heart's content.
Especially the sleeping. That was the important part!
After helping a bunch of idiots successfully take Ruins Market and lay a solid foundation for its development, her life had quickly returned to its usual pleasant, environmentally friendly routine: sleeping until she woke up naturally, barely doing any work, and making sure to conserve food by often skipping breakfast and lunch.
See?
"Ah, ooh..."
(0`)
"Mmm, mm..."
(﹏)
Although the wind was blowing today and heavy rain was on its way, that hadn't stopped her from sleeping until well into the afternoon. Then, still wearing only her favorite casual outfit—a red hooded dress—she stretched, rubbed her bleary eyes, and walked out of the door of her "Little White," the ship that served as her palace. She then appeared in the busy mine base in a thoroughly lazy manner, as if she had every right to be there.
"..."
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