Crash Into It With a Boat?

The cafeteria hall at Kennedy Space Center was packed with people. At a glance, it looked as though everyone had gathered for a meal.

Thanks to the time difference, many had been asleep when someone broke down their doors, put them on planes, and flew them here. They propped their faces on their hands and rubbed their eyes now and then, forcing themselves not to doze off in a place like this. Even so, they could barely stay awake.

Then they heard the word "R'lyeh." One by one, they jolted fully awake.

"R'lyeh... R'lyeh has appeared?"

"What about Cthulhu Fhtagn? Has it woken up? If it has, we're finished."

"Saitama Prefecture? Never heard of it. Is it in the Pacific?"

"I think it's in the Eastern Isles. I watched One-Punch Man."

"The Eastern Isles? Isn't R'lyeh in the South Pacific?"

Tagawa Masamune listened as the creators talked over one another without once getting to how they might solve the problem. Veins bulged on his forehead. The thought that an Evil God might be ravaging Saitama Prefecture right now had him frantic.

This was Saitama Prefecture, an important part of the Tokyo Metropolitan Area, one of the Eastern Isles' three major economic regions. It was not only one of the most important transport hubs in the eastern Eastern Isles, but also a major industrial area north of Tokyo.

If Saitama Prefecture was destroyed, the Eastern Isles' economy would be destroyed with it.

Tagawa Masamune bent at the waist and bowed deeply. "Everyone, please stop worrying about where Saitama Prefecture is. Tell me what we should do. How can we deal with R'lyeh?"

"How do we deal with R'lyeh?"

The creators exchanged looks. That was the resting place of the Evil God Cthulhu Fhtagn. It held an ancient, unfathomable terror that could