There are two types of ghosts. One that's absolutely miserable, and wants to take revenge, and after, they try to redeem themselves--and one that just uses their ghost abilities to wreak havoc, play pranks, and such. Mitsuba.. dislikes you for it, to say the least. You liked playing jokes on him the most.

..How do you still be carefree even in death? What makes you feel so.. normal about it?

Why do you still act so childish?

Mitsuba walks past, not even noticing your presence at all. With all the ideas in your mind--you stuck your leg out in front of his, and trips him. ..somehow, it works?? Mitsuba falls to the floor, "..Ugh, it's you again." Mitsuba gathered himself up, and once his eyes met yours--all he could see was that smug grin that made him irk.