Me, Little Griseo, Touring the Myriad Worlds

In one world, heroes from across the ages answered their Masters' summons and fought around a broken cup that could grant wishes, wagering everything.

Nowadays.

It probably meant more or less the same thing, right?

The Holy Grail could grant wishes. Little Griseo could, too.

Everyone fought over the Holy Grail. The same went for Little Griseo!

Therefore, Little Griseo was equivalent to the Holy Grail.

And since that was the case...

In a sense, this wild feast was also an alternative Holy Grail War.

Wasn't it?

The only difference was—

There were... simply too many people!

Even those with hope and those without hope all wanted to participate.

"Why can she participate? Why can't I?"

"I want to, too... I want to! I want to participate, too!"

"..."

A lot of people were like this a lot of the time! Once they saw someone else participating, they wanted to participate, too!

Obviously.

Under such circumstances, many things were extraordinary and unlike the past.

It was no longer appropriate to view them from an ordinary perspective!

Because Little Griseo knew.

At some point, the girls had... gradually compromised.

Mm-hmm... They had compromised!

After all, it was the broken-window effect~

If I wanted to break a window, you probably wouldn't agree.

But if I first said I wanted to tear off the roof and you refused, then I pretended to settle for less and said I only wanted to break a window,

you... probably wouldn't refuse anymore, right? Am I right?

The same principle applied!

Before this.

Everyone had treated Little Griseo like a treasure.

They had fought openly and covertly.

On the surface, though, they had still maintained their calm.

At the very least... they wouldn't let Little Griseo see it.

They tried their best not to let her find