Bookworm.

You're a rotten bookworm.

If you're going to keep reading your book even after I've gone through the trouble of setting up a tea party outside the house for you, you're going to become near-sighted.

Silence, vampire!

Becoming near-sighted merely means I've become accustomed to not seeing very far away.

You're not going make friends that way, bookworm.

Silly vampire, you assumed I've need of friends at all.

It's curious that despite the impressive library this mansion possesses, no one was interested in it.

Is that so? I wouldn't understand, you see, because I'm not a bookworm.

Foolish vampire! The library of this mansion is an inexhaustible treasure trove.

A mountain of valuable books lie in front of you, yet you chose to ignore it. If I were you, I would spend my time reading them for eternity.

Hmm... would you like to have that library then?

What!? Really?

Yes, really. But you have to fix that bad habit of yours.

Treat me like a proper friend, for starters.

Who would want to be friends with a clingy vampire like you?

No matter how much you like books, you can't spend all your time burying yourself in them. You have to play too.

Hmph! Once I've obtained the knowledge from the library and become a great, powerful witch...

I'll summon a demon stronger than you and make it my familiar.

Demon summoning? Never mind then, you don't have to stay here.