And if the rags are this gross, then we obviously need to clean. [Ritsuka rolls her eyes, but she's still smiling wide at Ala as she scrubs at the washing board with renewed vigor.

So much for that tactic, although it's really no surprise that her classmate refused to get a lungful of a smelly rag. What else, then?]

This is awkward, but... can you remind me of your name? Everybody else calling us "transfer student" all the time makes it hard to memorize anybody's names.

Oh, mine's Ritsuka Fujimaru. Some of my friends call me Gudako, though.