The Evolution of a Goblin to the Peak

at the notebook on top of the table.
She opened her mouth and asked, ”How are you? ”

”I ’m fine.
You already saw it yesterday, right? So why bother asking? ” Souta smiled and said.

”Ugh…
I-I ’m just trying to make sure of it. ” Lumilia said as she lowered her head.
She didn ’t even try to look at his face.

”Well, do you need some help? ” Souta asked her while trying to look at her notebook.
Although he knew what their class was going to do, he still didn ’t know the full details of it.

Their class was setting up a theatre play.
To do this, they needed a lot of materials to set up the stage.
They also need to sew the clothes of the actors and actresses.

The story they were going to play was about a certain man who saved a princess from the hands of an evil dragon.

’What an overused story…
They should have used the story of a certain man that transmigrated into another world and became a monster. ’ Souta thought inwardly.
What he didn ’t know was that this story was also overused on earth.

Well, it didn ’t seem bad at all to do things like this sometimes.

”We need some plywood, ” Lumilia said and she explained the size that they needed.

”Okay, you can leave it to me, ” Souta said and he left the classroom.

Lumilia turned her head and looked at his back before she sighed deeply.

…

”So where should I find a plywood? ” Souta muttered while looking around him.
He pondered if he should ask the higher year about it or not.

”Okay, I ’ll ask them. ” Souta made a decision.
He continued to walk until he saw a female student blocked his way.

Looking at this girl, Souta knitted his eyebrows and said, ”What are you doing? ”

The girl in front of him has green hair that was tied in twintails.
She had green eyes and snow-white skin.
Her height was the same as his, No, she was taller than him by a few millimeters.
She had two dark cherry color antenna sticking out on her head.
Just looking at this, Souta knew that she wasn ’t a human.
She ’s a demi and it looks like she was an animal type.
Maybe, an insect demi.

”Um…
Can I borrow a bit of your time? ” The girl asked while she kept fiddling her fingers.

Souta raised his eyebrows and tried to guess what she was thinking.
He observed her movements and didn ’t found anything wrong.

”Before I agree with you, can you tell the reason? ” He asked her while staring at her eyes.

”I ’ll talk while walking. ” The girl said as she lowered her head.

”Okay, lead the way. ” Souta nodded his head and looked at her with a serious expression.

The girl bowed her head before she started to walk and Souta followed her from the side.

”Lord Souta, first of all, I ’m going to introduce myself first. ” The girl said in a polite tone.

Souta nodded at her as he ignored the word ”lord ” before his name.
He decided to let her finish first before he says something.

”I ’m Jeanne Livenest, the Vice President of the Souta ’s Union Fan Club. ” The girl introduced herself as Jeanne.

Her words caused Souta to stopped on his track.
He turned his head and stared at Jeanne ’s face with a dumbfounded look on his face.

”W-What did you say?! ” Souta asked her while stuttering.
He feels that he misheard something.

”I ’m Jeanne Livenest, the Vice President of the Souta ’s Union Fan Club.
It ’s nice to meet you, Lord Souta. ” Jeanne lowered her head and said in a polite tone.

’Damn! I didn ’t hear it wrong! I really had a fan club! ’ Souta said inwardly before he went deep into his thoughts, ’Hmm…? I ’ll need to visit them to see if they are valuable or not.
I know there are some fan clubs that brought harm to their idol and I don ’t want that to happen. ’

Souta looked at Jeanne and asked, ”What class and year are you? ”

”I ’m from the Brawler Class 3-C, ” Jeanne answered him in a polite tone.

”3-C? You ’re my senior? Then, you don ’t need to be that polite when talking to me. ” Souta said to her.
Brawler? From her looks, she didn ’t seem to be the type who preferred to fight with bare knuckles.

Looking at him, it seems that Jeanne guessed what Souta was thinking.

”I ’m a demi, a bullet ant to be precise, Lord Souta, ” Jeanne opened her mouth and said.

’Paraponera? One of the strongest demis who are famous for their unrivaled strength among the other demis. ’ Souta thought.