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Zaire and Shia talked for a few more minutes. And from what I am seeing right now, they seem like they get along so we let them talk. While me and McKenzie go to the restaurants to get some food for them. “I have a question to ask,” I said to McKenzie while we were waiting for the food that we ordered since those two girls didn't want to go inside. “You are wondering why we got confused when we heard the name of your girl?” he asked and I nodded. “It is as if you are familiar with her name.” “It is not about her given name,” he said. “It is about her surname.” I frowned. “What is it about her surname? Is it really familiar to you?” “Michirian is actually not from this country,” he said. “They are from another country and some of their family members decided to