The Greek Pantheon on Mars

"Yu, pardon the interruption."

Pushing open the door to the Jujutsu High principal's office, Director Takeya bowed respectfully.

"No need to be so formal. Have a seat."

Yu casually raised a hand in invitation. Naturally, Director Takeya did not dare to sit "casually." Only after bowing again did he walk over to the sofa and perch on the edge of it.

"I heard you developed a 'clone office work' technique, Director."

Yu took the lead in bringing up a topic, making small talk.

"You took time out to come here because of Mars?"

"Yes."

Director Takeya nodded. His main body had come here, while his clone was still "working" at the Metropolitan Police Department.

Even as director, he would not come running to "trouble" this principal unless something major had happened.

His good temperament was one thing, but if they really pushed their luck, then by the traditions of Island Nation mythology, he might not even punish them—he could simply hole up somewhere for thousands or tens of thousands of years. Given the Island Nation's current situation, that would immediately leave them caught between life and death.

Just like those unlucky Americans who had immigrated to Mars, only to run headfirst into Spartan warriors!

"We received a message from the space agency."

"Most of America's spacecraft landed on Mars, and then..."

They encountered a Spartan hunting party and were taken away, ships and all. No one knew whether they were alive or dead.

The reason this information made it back was that four American ships had remained in space, preparing to construct a large space station. America might have gone off to develop Mars, but that did not mean they had stopped caring about the situation back home, so they had planned to establish a space communications station.

When the