She didn't care anymore.
Whoever wanted to go could go.
What had been done was done.
If she was interested, she would take a look. If she wasn't, she would let it go.
Occasionally, she would project herself over to take a look.
And lend a hand while she was at it.
Most of the time, it was enough just to learn a little about them.
As long as she was satisfied, that was all that mattered!
As for the world coordinates she had collected herself—the ones she was more interested in visiting—
they had merely been put on her schedule.
In other words, she had made plans.
But when to go, and who to go with?
She would decide when the time came~
Leaving them there was fine too.
She could even put them at the bottom of the list and forget about them entirely. It didn't matter.
Whenever she remembered them, she would go then.
Time had always been something meaningless in her eyes.
There was no need to talk about wasting time or missing the plot.
With how far she had grown, whenever she went to another world, she could interfere with whatever plot she wanted.
It was effortless.
Even if she reversed the past and broke the timeline—
it wouldn't matter.
She could handle it completely.
That made her even more carefree.
The entire Ark, and countless worlds besides, whether they were aboard the ship or not—
once she discovered them, they became her playthings.
She didn't like tragedies!
So as long as there was a Happy End, everything was fine.
Whether her people cleared the game or she personally stepped in didn't matter.
Even if it was only a Happy End in her own eyes.
In fact!
As long as she thought it was one,