“You’re not one of those weaboos or western otaku I’ve heard about.” They’re more frightening than the Abyssal fleet. “I’ve never really had much contact with westerners before. And yes, there’s lots of paperwork if you sink. We’d have to divvy up your supplies, see what we can salvage, and strip your wreckage for scrap. Then whatever is left over can be rationed out to the Destroyers.” Way to be grim, Kashima.
“Weaboos? Otaku? Stop talking in coded language or I’ll send you by the bottom of the sea.” You can’t do that Anne, stop pretending. “Paperwork shmaperwork. Either you’re stupid or you’ve misunderstood. I sank way back in.. er, around the 18th century or so.”













