Although Federation University wasn't a military school, its president and some of its professors were alumni of the Federal Military Academy next door.
The two schools also held frequent joint activities. Furthermore, the impressive discipline demonstrated by the military academy's management style was so admired that, years ago, Federation University had amended its own school regulations to follow suit.
So, at 7:00 AM sharp, the diligent dormitory management robot activated the building-wide alarm.
"Good morning, students of the Mecha Single Soldier System. It is now exactly seven o'clock in the morning—"
"The sun is shining brightly, the air outside is fresh, and the empty training grounds await your presence."
"Of the thousands of paths you can take, diligence is the first. It is now 7:01. Every passing minute is a pity. It's time to get up!"
The voice, though gentle and full of sappy motivational fluff, was incredibly loud.
