[h2]Sumihara Mei, Minister of Silence[/h2]

For a few moments, Mei gave Osamu a blank stare. Then she burst out into hysterical laughter, bending over and clutching her stomach. Oh, there was some exaggeration, just to make it hit harder. But mostly she just thought it was genuinely hilarious. Wow, this kid... he had a seriously overinflated sense of self-importance, didn't he? Thinking that someone out there thought he was important enough to orchestrate some stupid plan to kill him? If someone wanted him dead they'd just [i]do[/i] it, they wouldn't mess around.

"Oh wow," she said, wiping a mock tear from her eye. "Wow, wow wow wow. You're a bigger dumbass than I thought. My, how the hell did you get that bullshit in your skull?"

She took a deep breath to recover from her mirth. Even if she'd exaggerated, it was still hilarious. And then he goes on about knowing better than mage society AND Japanese society too? Hah...

"That's real rich, boy," Mei continued, "You, all of thirteen-fucking-years old, think you know better than not just all of the Moon, but all magi? You're different? You're special? I needed a laugh, and you sure did fucking deliver."

She stuck her pierced tongue out at him. It was more playful than anything, which certainly served to emphasize her insulting speech.

"Heh, you know, I don't think anyone would promote a failure like you just because your parents asked. You're so fucking terrible I don't buy it," added Mei, a playful grin running counter to her words, "I think your mom had to do some extra convincing. I wonder who it was... oh, who am I kidding. One person wouldn't have done it for a fucking failure like you. Hell, maybe your dad helped out. I wonder how many people they slept with to get you your job, boy."

She paused for a moment, looking thoughtful.

"Hey, maybe [i]that's[/i] what makes you special," she said in mock wonder, "I'm pretty sure most magi don't have their parents go through all that trouble to get them a job they're too young for~"