(breaking a mirror)

"C'mon, Shibuya!" Murata says. The fact that his glasses are gleaming so doesn't help his case. "It's tradition!"

"Murata! It's bad luck!"

"On Earth, yeah. Here in Shin Makoku it's actually considered good luck!"

"So? It just means that I'm gonna have bad luck once we go back!"

Before they can keep on arguing, Wolfram seems to suddenly appear by his side. "What the hell is taking you so long, wimp?"

The crash of the mirror is surprisingly loud for the few seconds it lasts. It's almost as terrorizing as Murata's sudden grin.

"Nothing at all, von Bielefeld."