[Kuroko tosses him her worst look as she goes over to the passed-out Misuzu, but quickly turns her attention to Mikoto thereafter, frowning sharply. "Onee-sama, what is going on here? Do you know him?"

Mikoto herself steels her expression. Briefly clenches her fists.]

Ask Konori-senpai. All I can say is this:

[She fixes Kuroko with something of a protective look. Sure, the latter was her best friend, but Baroona had become an equally significant figure in her life, and she would defend him without a second thought as well.] He isn't going to hurt me.

[Kuroko stares at her, bewildered, but Mikoto shakes her head.] Please.

[Ultimately, Kuroko looks warily from Mikoto to Baroona, and exhales, throwing her hand up in defeat. "Very well, onee-sama. But he brings up a good point, amazingly."

She casts him a dark look; Mikoto pulls up the hood of her hoodie.]

It won't look weird if no one recognizes me. I'll be back, Kuroko.

[She walks past Baroona.]

Let's go.