Himeko was hardly a stranger to trash talk. When you were magical fox that indulged in a little light teasing over the years, people tended to get a little snippy on a bad day, after all. Then there were the types that saw it as no more than friendly banter between rivals. This girl's statements were nothing like that. The sheer, condescending malice displayed from Kagami momentarily stunned Himeko, her eyes wide with surprise.

Finally, Himeko let out a long whistle, shaking her head in disbelief. Her attention was seemingly taken away from the writhing, probably-super-dead Shade as she raised the pipe to her lips, studying the mysterious girl, "can't say I care for your tone, miss. Nor for your untrue accusations. Pretty sure I was here first, after all~"

A coy smile curled Himeko's lips, but she remained wary. Not just of the creature's throes, but the mirror-wielding girl before her. The fox knew she was outgunned in a straight battle, so she'd rather not goad her right into a conflict. But at the same time, she had her pride as a magical girl, and couldn't just take that attitude lying down. Worst comes to worst, Himeko would just have to rely on creativity to win the day.

"But let's put aside the tiny details~ Hex Night or no, we're fellow magical girls, united by a common cause, right? Why not be a little friendlier? Friends get fluffy tail privileges, y'know~"

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