As Yuta Okkotsu observed Takako Uro, Takako Uro was watching him too.
Seeing that Yuta Okkotsu refused to even look at her, she immediately flew into a rage.
"You evil Fujiwara descendant! Do you look down on me that much? You won't even spare me a glance!"
Her shout startled Yuta Okkotsu stiff, and he instinctively turned his head.
But the moment he did, Takako Uro's body, blurred by her Sky Manipulation technique, came into view again.
The sight was even clearer than the censored images in those videos, and Okkotsu's gaze darted away once more.
"No, that's not it! Miss Uro, you've misunderstood! I don't look down on you at all!"
Okkotsu waved his hands frantically, stammering as he struggled to explain.
"I just... I just..."
Okkotsu felt as though he had fallen into a swamp and was sinking deeper and deeper. The harder he tried to explain, the harder it became to make himself understood.
In desperation, he could only yank off his Jujutsu High jacket and hold it straight out to her.
"Why don't... why don't you put this on first? It'll get colder when the sun goes down."
Takako Uro looked at the jacket offered to her, then glanced down at herself and instantly realized what Okkotsu meant.
She paused for half a second, then jerked her head up. Cursed energy erupted from her body, and her pink hair stood on end.
"Huh?!"
Entering her Spinal Dragon Form, Takako Uro hissed viciously at Okkotsu like a little cat.
"I don't want anything from you evil Fujiwara! Go stand outside!"
While Yuta Okkotsu and Takako Uro were arguing, Ryu Ishigori frowned atop a distant high-rise.
"Takako Uro... Why did she suddenly step in to help?"
Naoya had only told Ryu Ishigori that Yuta Okkotsu was about