Scotland.
Sajyou Manaka sat in a street-side café, sipping coffee as she tapped away at the keyboard before her.
"Hmm... I still need to call up some information here... But honestly, humans really are slow..."
As she typed in the code, Aika pouted and muttered her complaints under her breath.
Surprisingly, no one reacted to her behavior, because there was no one else in the entire café besides Sajyou Manaka.
"Hmm, next is supervise keyboard and mouse item for event in pygame... Haaah..."
Looking at the interface before her, Aika let out a soft sigh. For a moment, she suddenly thought, It would be nice if I could still use Future Sight. If she used Future Sight, she would surely be able to see a future where the programming did not go wrong... Huh?
Realizing that, the girl could not help but freeze.
It was the first time she had felt... the need for something.
So that was it. Was this why humans prayed for and longed for the Root?
To the girl, everything the Root brought her had been hers since birth. She had never found it inconvenient, nor had she ever found it convenient. Everything she possessed was innate, like air. Yet only after losing it did she realize the importance of convenience.
Strictly speaking, it was not that she could not use it. Rather... she could not see.
Sajyou Manaka was connected to the Root of the Nasuverse. Within that Root was everything from "that world."
However, it did not contain information from other worlds.
It was like a game server. A puzzle game would not contain asset data for a role-playing game, nor would it have data from a first-person shooter. Different servers and different data could naturally not communicate with one another. So even if