That explanation did make sense.
After all, no matter what kind of reader they were, none could stand a plot as dull as dishwater. There had to be some ups and downs, some twists.
A group of Nameless who knew full well that their enemy was unbeatable yet challenged them anyway were undoubtedly the perfect characters for the [plot], capable of adding a bold, vivid stroke to it.
"The real issue is, if the author's ability really is that broken, and they can predict everything we'll do in the future just like Nous, then why are we even playing? We might as well surrender."
Every time the [script] changed, Himechi Cat could always see his own new actions in it.
Everything that came afterward had already been calculated. How was this any different from facing an enemy who could see the future?
With an enemy this broken, Himechi Cat was already preparing to pluck some white fur off himself and roll it into a white flag of surrender.
"Don't be so pessimistic."
Even Return to Silence, who could manipulate possibilities, had been smashed to pieces by the Express in the end. Could some nobody in a remote star system really be that capable?
Himeko thought it was unlikely. It had to have a weakness of its own, rather than simply standing there and becoming invincible. That was a bit too absurd.
Judging by the description when they first entered the Book-on-Paper Kingdom, anyone without a firm will seemed to become completely absorbed into the plot very quickly, unable to escape this world ever again.
Come to think of it, was Sunday also the type to walk over and touch any book he saw lying in the road? Himeko had thought only the more innocent children aboard the Express would do