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Etiquette Dictates That Names Be Asked in Swahili – Part 02

Leaving Haruna in Eu and Sera’s care, I headed to school. I forced down the restlessness in my chest and cast my gaze out the classroom window.

The sky was a perfect gray, beautifully overcast. Honestly, with weather like this, we didn’t need to wait until night to hold the event.

“Aikawa.”

I looked down. From the school gate to the slope leading up, across the courtyard and the covered walkways, students bustled around, busy with festival stall preparations.

“Aikawa!”

Today was the festival, a once-a-year celebration. The noisy, rowdy event Haruna had been looking forward to.

“Hey, Aikawa!”

A spiky-haired guy across the room kept flashing his glasses.

“What? Quit shining those annoying glasses at me.”

“Forget about my glasses! Where’s Haruna? She was all fired up about helping with decorations, wasn’t she?”

Huh. So that’s how excited she’d been. She must be frustrated right now.

“What’s with