The fight for city turf is cut short when breakfast is served. Dazai and Atsushi are on clean-up duty, and the lockers are in pretty rough shape. Higuchi forces Akutagawa and Nakahara into an awkward situation.
My glasses...
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Brille … Brille …
Mis lentes, mis lentes…
Mis gafas, mis gafas…
Où sont mes lunettes ?
I miei occhiali...
Meus óculos...
Мои очки…