What the hell kind of evil laugh was that? And she was making that kind of awful noise come out of his mouth? This magical girl obviously needed to go back to whatever school she had in whatever hole she crawled out of. Or find a new one. Either way she was obviously not learning anything important.

Still... she wasn't attacking. And Mao wasn't sure if it was because he was right in assuming there was some kind of trap around here or if she was just trying to piss him off by doing what he was doing. Maybe he'd see if he could push her a little more. What would piss her off?

"Unless you have another house up your sleeves, I don't think I will. Then again, that didn't work for you before, either. What kind of magical girl are you, anyway? Some kind of half-assed hero? A villain? Or just some washed up wannabe?"