[center][b]Matsushima Mitsuko[/b]
[i]Classroom 2-A, Yurei High School[/i][/center]

"Ah, Charles, please stop trying to chat up Karuta-san. I'll need you to run down to the nurse's office and get an ice pack for the poor girl who you just mercilessly assaulted with a stapler. It's the least you can do for being so temperamental, no?"

Letting out an airy hum, Mitsuko instructed the panicked delinquent with a standardly stoic tone, before deciding to add a brief addition to her statement. "And Karuta-san, I would like to request that you don't publish the photos you just took. Obviously, I can't stop you if you'd really like to, but it's just more convenient for me if the dog doesn't get broken this quickly. Besides, this way you can have something to hold over his head." She explained, shrugging slightly before letting out yet another sigh. "At any rate, it's your decision, but I just thought I'd let you know about my preference. To answer your question, though, I'll happily stay for an interview, though it will have to occur after I've given our new addition a crash course in what she had missed."

It went without saying that Mitsuko didn't bother addressing the combination of skepticism and teasing that Seiko seemed fond of in these conversations, as she was not the kind to easily react to the latter, and held no regard for the former. It wasn't as if it was her profound duty to go out of her way and actively preach of the truth of the occult; reality did that job for her. If people wanted to be wrong, it really wasn't any of her business.  

[quote]"Hey, club leader, if this ghost hunt is happening on Halloween, should we all show up in costume?"[/quote]
"...e-eh?"

After hearing Makoto's question, for the briefest of moments, Mitsuko let out a sound that was decidedly un-Mitsuko, her expression momentarily displaying a combination of confusion and bewilderment, as though the very concept of the American's question was something that had never entered her mind. To be fair, that was the case.

Almost hastily, Mitsuko's expression smoothed itself back over once more, the temporarily ripples in that placid lake quickly banished. "...If you'd like to wear a costume, there is no prohibition. There's certainly no requirement, though. I'd also ask that you not wear anything too far...'out there'. The spirit I've been monitoring has a fairly weak innate spiritual force, so there's a chance that it might be easily scared or something similar. As I haven't interacted with it yet, I can't be sure, but better safe than sorry."