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With the death of one of your former teachers, I'll be taking over for the computer programming course, as well as filling in for any IT difficulties that may arise in the absence of any proper technician employed at this place. Considering the level of technology available here, this seems to be a rather disasterous oversight, hm?

My name's Naoya. I don't intend to teach a novice class, nor will I be hand-holding you through the course. So, here's a simple test: I've put a rudimentary filter on this network post with the class schedule underneath. Anyone who'd like to enroll should, at the very least, be able to crack it. Remember, you won't gain anything by relying on others for the answer. Don't disappoint me.

[As promised, all the details of the class schedule were behind the filter. Anyone relatively good with computers would be able to find it - Naoya didn't want to show up to an empty classroom, after all. But of course, if certain students were too computer illiterate, they'd probably just be able to ask around and show up to grate on his nerves.]

One more thing... I'm curious. Rumour has it the this wave of nonhuman sentiment originally started at the school. I've read up on the recent news, but it'd be more useful to get a first hand perspective of events.

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Naoya is my first name. You can call me Mister Minegishi if you absolutely need to.

I see - then it seems we'll be seeing a lot of each other. Am I to infer that the two of you live inside the network? Are you an AI yourself, or are you able to dissemble your body into data?

I apologize. Mister Minegishi, sir.

The both of us do live inside the Network. Currently, I'm the only one who can come and go from cyberspace into the real world. Half of me is digital code, and the other half is human.

[He was starting to get used to explaining this, especially since there were some Academy residents who were just as unusual as he was.]

How interesting! I've managed the transference of a human mind into a format capable of interfacing with digitally based outputs before, but I've yet to find a way to convert the entire body into code. Your existence proves it to be a possibility, however...

How does the transfer work, exactly?

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How it works for me, sir? I'm still not entirely sure how it works. I haven't had anyone actually study it to see what happens. I just know that I can only go in and out through display screens, like computer monitors and televisions that have digital memory space.

Someone told me once that it might have something to do with the light that beams through the screen. They said I was an "electrace" and that I "ride the light". I'm still not completely sure what it means, but I guess it makes a little bit of sense.

Were you born with the ability? It could be that you're able to convert your body mass into photons... I'd like a chance to examine the process sometime, if that's all right by you.

I've had it for as long as I can remember, sir. I would not mind demonstrating it for you, if that's what you want.

That's all I ask, thank you.

Is there a certain time you would like for me to come to your office? I can come immediately, if you have your computer running.

[For a moment he had almost forgotten that he needed to ask first.]

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