The Cold, Top-Scoring Student Doesn't Need Romance

The ruins of the city, the thunder of artillery, and an alien mothership hovering in the sky, so massive it almost blot out the sun.

The setting sun dyed the whole world red, and stained the sharp katana in the hands of the breathtaking girl, drenched in blood, the same color.

His hands began to tremble uncontrollably...

And then...

He slowly pulled out the two-meter-long laser cannon...

(This is a passion project, so updates will be slow.)