Only then could the affection index rise.
But no one had said that... if they didn't like her now, they wouldn't like her in the future either.
Right?
Things like this could all be understood.
Only after passing the open selection could one participate in the real competition.
And the Little Griseo Competition's proper name was the Goddess Competition. Or, more specifically, the Goddess Consort Selection...
All right.
There was no need to fuss over whether it had a proper name or not.
Still, they had to put on an act when necessary.
Even though everyone aboard the Ark now knew that Little Griseo was equivalent to the Goddess, or even the Goddess herself, saying it outright was ultimately still somewhat inappropriate.
Wasn't it?
After all...
Setting everything else aside.
Just take one example.
Little Griseo still looked tiny, appearing to be around twelve or thirteen years old.
Even though she was already over fifty thousand years old, and there was no real need to care about such things.
Sometimes, things that ought to be avoided still had to be avoided...
Second.
Every girl who passed the preliminary selection would officially earn the right to participate in the competition.
Each competition and every event would have a fixed theme. Even the specific methods, procedures, rules, and even the activities themselves... would all be arranged according to that event's theme.
And naturally, as for the themes and such, Little Griseo herself would draw lots each time. She would fill in plenty of keywords beforehand, and whatever was drawn would be the theme...
It was fair and impartial, at least to a certain extent.
However, the most crucial point was this!
The number of winners selected each time would also be determined according to the circumstances of that event's theme.
It could