As Alya looked at her mother in confusion, I inwardly criticized myself for being distracted with Albert and not immediately escaping.
Since we were all from the same school, Liana must have assumed we were all friends or knew each other, so she invited me to lunch with them.
Of course, Liana couldn't be farther from the truth...
Pretending to ignore the gazes on me, I simply leaned back in my chair and stared out the window with a blank expression.
What exactly was I going to say...?
Recalling that the leaders of the human race were particularly close with the Elven leaders back in the demon war, I considered using my former last name... before quickly discarding it.
I would rather be found out as a transmigrator than use the wretched last name ever again.
As Alya and her mother seemed to be coming to a conclusion about whatever they were arguing about, Alya approached me with a sour look on her face while Liana watched from a distance.
