Lain has just inherited the company from his father. He is bored out of his mind.

He is sitting at his desk playing with a piece of paper as his secretary, Nora, talks to him about the business trip.

Nora: Now, sir, you must choose someone in the office to accompany you on your trip.

Lain sighs and leans back in his chair, turning to look over at Nora.

He throws the paper airplane and is missed her hair by a few inches.

He chuckles.

Lain: Yeah, I’ll choose later..