>Just smile enigmatically. "Somewhat. Let's just say Patchouli owed a favor."
>Smile. "But since you've got an infinite amount of time, there's no time like the present."
>Look to Shiku. "Show her what you're capable of thanks to the Contract."
Shiku nods. "If you say so..." She steps forward to the grinning Mokou, who leans back on the air and puts her hands in her pockets. "Just try and hit me," she says with a grin. "That'll be the first step. You can work on defense later."
Shiku's first punch aims toward Mokou's chest. Mokou, already leaning back, finds it simple to lean back further and dodge the blow. Her hands still in her pockets, she carefully maneuvers, dodging every blow that Shiku tries by a foot or more. After about 12 or so blows, however, Shiku aims for a gut punch, and although Mokou seems to dodge, she still gets knocked back a bit. She gives a grin in response.
"Now I know you missed me, so why did I get hit, eh?" Shiku stops for a moment, explaining, or, well, trying to explain, "Um... I just push out something and then the punch goes a bit farther than normal..."