Daily Life in the Year 11080502 of the Space Calendar

“See, I told you. This spaceship’s a pain to navigate. The layout’s totally messed up.” “Even if you say that, it was that otaku teacher who told us to give it a Showa-era vibe.” “What’s all the fuss about, you guys?” “Just listen to me for a sec. It’s such a mess—I keep tripping over cables everywhere, and I can’t get anything done.” “That’s the problem. I don’t know who designed it, but I heard this spaceship was modeled after a ‘Bunkajutaku’ (mass-produced housing unit).” “Really? I just thought it had a certain melancholy vibe.” “Oh, where’s my tracksuit?” “It probably isn’t dry yet. It’s hanging out to dry.” “Seriously? I need it for the game today. What am I supposed to do?” “I don’t know. Just wear it wet. It’ll just get dirty again anyway.” “What’s with that? You’re really taking the high road, aren’t you?”